Don't know what to say
Don't know what to talk about
Don't know what to do

About me and you
I don't know what to think
I always feel time's running out

It's getting harder
Harder to get a clue
Even when we're quiet fighting

Silent treatment on the street
Still there's no doubt we're going home together
Even when we're silent fighting

Making a scene on the street
We'll be under the covers and out of the weather
I just can't tell the truth

Always thinking 'bout leaving you
I'll be the captive
You'll be the captain

I'll be your chaperone
I'll book your first date now
Been watching too much television

Been thinking stupid thoughts
So confused about men and women
I just can't tell the truth

Always thinking 'bout leaving you