You've got a problem with your life
You got me lyin' for you
You've got problems, no disguise
You got me cryin' for you
You tell me you can't sleep
But I just can't seem to get it through your wantin' me
And I don't like what's on the radio and
No I don't like singin' the songs that you know
Now that, I'm sure
And I don't like the color of my hair and
No I don't like the selfish way that you share
It's so unfair
It's unfair
You've got a lot of things to learn
You just can't let it go and
You've got to give it in return
You just can't let it go
You see me, it's symptomatic
You touch me, it's automatic
(x2)
You've got a problem with your life
You got me lyin' for you
You've got a problem with compromise
You got me tryin' to lose
You tell me you can't sleep
But I just can't seem to get it through your wantin' me
And I don't like what's on the radio and
No I don't like singin' the songs that you know
Now that, I'm sure
And I don't like the color of my hair and
No I don't like the selfish way that you share
It's so unfair
It's unfair
You've got a lot of things to learn
You just can't let it go and
You've got to give it in return
You just can't let it go
You see me, it's symptomatic
You touch me, it's automatic
(x2)
This is so wrong it hurts my soul.
This, is what hear:
You've got a problem with your life You got me lyin' for you You've got problems, no disguise You got me cryin' for you You tell me you can't sleep But I just can't seem to get it through your wantin' me
And I don't like what's on the radio and No I don't like singin' the songs that you know Now that, I'm sure And I don't like the color of my hair and No I don't like the selfish way that you share It's so unfair It's unfair
You've got a lot of things to learn You just can't let it go and You've got to give it in return You just can't let it go
You see me, it's symptomatic You touch me, it's automatic (x2)
You've got a problem with your life You got me lyin' for you You've got a problem with compromise You got me tryin' to lose
You tell me you can't sleep But I just can't seem to get it through your wantin' me And I don't like what's on the radio and No I don't like singin' the songs that you know Now that, I'm sure And I don't like the color of my hair and No I don't like the selfish way that you share It's so unfair It's unfair
You've got a lot of things to learn You just can't let it go and You've got to give it in return You just can't let it go
You see me, it's symptomatic You touch me, it's automatic (x2)