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