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