What's wrong? 

I feel like I don't know you 

I don't even recognise the perfume that I bought you 

What's wrong? 

I swear I didn't buy that 

Suddenly my memory is failing to provide one more excuse 

That I've frequently used to defend your every act of mishap... 



And there's a huge neon question mark flashing quite absurdly 

It's been blocking all my view to the door with a sign that reads: 



My mind is made up 

There ain't no going back 

Now my life is straight up 

I will get my money back 

Now my mind is made up 

There ain't no going back 

And my life is straight up 

I will get my money back 



Calm down 

Don't tell me we're surrounded 

No there's no police outside to keep me reprimanded 

Hands Up 

You may as well surrender 

I can't pretend I never knew of all your lush weekenders 

That you thought I had ignored 

Like that knocking at our door in the middle of one summer night... 



When a huge neon question mark was flashing quite absurdly 

It was blocking all my view to that door with a sign that read: 



My mind is made up 

There ain't no going back 

Now my life is straight up 

I will get my money back 

Now my mind is made up 

There ain't no going back 

And my life is straight up 

I will get my money back 



This is awry 

This is a cover up 

This is denial 

Another major fuck up, fuck up! 

This is awry 

This is a cover up 

This is denial 

Another major fuck up, fuck up! 



There's a huge, There's a huge, There's a huge neon question mark 



My mind is made up 

There ain't no going back 

Now my life is straight up 

I will get my money back 

Now my mind is made up 

There ain't no going back 

And my life is straight up 

I will get my money back