Well, there's something going on here
And it's strange all right, yeah
Things start to clear
The smell of aftershave
No brand of mine, no
Someone's been here
She calls it freedom
I think it's treason
She's bringing me down, what's the reason?
Cross your finges
And tell the truth
Baby, will you ever stop?
I'm thinking 'bout leaving
I'm thinking 'bout breaking up
To love or not, to love or not to love
Gotta break this silence
Let's clear the air
What can we do?
Gotta break these walls down
And have a look around
It's up to you, baby
Telling me lies
Keep on changing your story
I guess your heart's made of stone