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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 From Letras Mania