confuse how with why Everyday is lost as it goes by These moments don't compete And i wind up next to you And all that i need is a doubt That's all
doubt You doubted your mother And you doubted your dad You doubted your sisters And any brothers you had It's a bad situation Living and loving with doubt Well, you doubted
are You? Where are You? God, where are You? What will become of me? What will become of me? I guess I?ll never know What will become of me? Doubt, fear
I don't really wanna stay I don't really wanna go But I really need to know Can we get it together? Get it together Get it together I don't really wanna
Open the basket Listen to the flute play Open the basket Listen to the flute play Toot, toot, toot, play Snakes in the basket Lie to lead you astray
Don't let it go away This feeling has got to stay Don't let it go away This feeling has got to stay And I can't believe I've had this chance now Don't
Oh, I'm like a beggar with no luck I'm holding signs up on your street corner stops Like most, you try not to see me Stare straight ahead, ignore the
You and me, we used to be together Every day together, always I really feel that I'm losing my best friend I can't believe this could be the end It looks
it your my kind of man Why do the good girls always want the bad boys? And so I pacify problems with kisses and cuddles Diligently doubtful through
You think that we connect That the chemistry's correct Your words walk right through my ears Presuming I like what I hear And now I'm stuck in the web
I kinda always knew I?d end up your ex-girlfriend, whoa I kinda always knew I?d end up your ex-girlfriend I kinda always knew I?d end up your ex-girlfriend
Trapped in a box of tremendous size It distorts my vision, it closes my eyes Attracts filthy flies and pollutes in the skies It sucks up our lives and
Take this pink ribbon off my eyes I'm exposed, and it's no big surprise Don't you think I know exactly where I stand? This world is forcing me to hold
Can you hear that whistle Loud clackety clack But it's calling to me The station is where it's at It's coming again now Chuggin' down that track Just
sound true Compelled to spell it out, in search of what we must do Our house was too small so we had to move The neighbors had much doubts so we had
Whoo, hey Knock-ock-ock, knock away Oh and okay Huh, take a hook ta Well, I'm not your doormat, your floormat Don't wipe your feet on me I'm not the
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Back, get back aah This is a very interesting situation I sense a gradual loss of communication Don't you think I can see You're changing on me You'