I don't know what games you're trying to play You want to look the other way Look the other way I'm talking about the here, the now Keep my feet on solid ground Well, I hate to break it to you But you just don't realize Switching conversation topics And you never compromise I wanna express something to ya Something you oughta know But you got the frontal logic And refuse to let it go You make it rough, so rough For me to get through to ya So rough, to get my point across I've had enough, enough Of trying to get through to ya So rough, and getting no response You make it rough I'm feeling slightly ill at ease About your sensibilities, sensibilities And I've been getting nervous ticks Wondering if one where to stick You don't respond well to the pressure That's something I've been warned about And I think of you as something lesser When we can't sit and talk it out Well, I hate to break it to you But you just don't realize Switching conversation topics And you never compromise I wanna express something to ya Something you oughta know But you got the frontal logic And refuse to let it go You make it rough, so rough For me to get through to ya So rough, to get my point across I've had enough, enough To get through to ya So rough, and getting no response The situation worsens The words turn into curses For certain you got me all tied up like a circus I can't make an a**ertion Without you thinking it's hurtin' I guess it's really time to pull the curtains You make it rough You make it rough So rough, for me to get through to ya So rough, to get my point across Enough, of trying to get through to ya So rough, and getting no response So rough, for me to get through to ya So rough, to get my point across I've had enough, enough Of trying to get through to ya So rough, and getting no response Do ya do ya do ya do ya