He's got the love of his life
But he can't see, he doesn't need to see
Where she's coming from

A glove compartment, a dark apartment
Screams that she's saying
Just ain't adding up


And she's dressed for, she's dressed for the best
And her head's up in, her head's up in the clouds

She's forgetful of all of the rest
But her head's up in the clouds


Oh, Romeo forget what you're told
I know the scene is starving,
But it's getting old

She'd aim for the kill
For money and pills, but
I've gotta hand it to her

She's on the top and we're
Down down down
Beneath her feet


Now he's approaching the door
With a number he's scene before

And with his fist on the handle
He asks if he's able to just simply ignore
[But he can't]

With his fist on the knob, his heart starts to throb
As the scene lays out before him
[I need some answers]

I've got my answers