Sometimes I feel the world is made of indecision
Will she, won’t she, will he, won’t he, be my regular high
While you’re waiting you get old watching the television
Sometimes I feel like there’s a nuclear war going on in my head
If I don’t want it to slip up then I know
Sometimes I feel there’s only one thing to be said
Do you want me
Do you want me to
Do you want me to go
Do you want me
Do you want me to
Do you want me to go
Or should I just turn away
I’m laying in bed wondering what clothes I should wear
And outside there a bank robbery that’s has just begun
But the police have got guns and soon it’s pretty much over
And I’m still lying in bed wondering what shoes I should wear
My like is like this, full of indecision
Sometimes I feel there’s only one thing to be said
Do you want me
Do you want me to
Do you want me to go
Do you want me
Do you want me to
Do you want me to go
I’m with you or should I just turn away
Sometimes I feel there’s only one thing to be said
Sometimes I feel there’s only one thing to be said
Do you want me
Do you want me to
Do you want me to go
Do you want me
Do you want me to
Do you want me to go
Do you want me
Do you want me to
Do you want me to go
Do you want me
Do you want me to
Do you want me to go
I’m with you or should I just turn away