I dove into your heart like a pool But there was no water in it and I felt like a fool When I hit the concrete bottom and I broke in two Ooh oh oh oh oh oh Walked to the hotel through the door But the man at the desk said you weren't staying there no more And I felt so stupid so sorry that I called you a whore Ooh oh oh oh oh oh
You were just doin' what you had to do And I feel so dumb for bein' mad at you ooh I can't stay mad, I can't stay mad at you I can't stay mad, I can't stay mad at you My heart is full I've got no room, no room
I grew up with my family But I didn't not want to leave and I cried like a baby I asked, "could I ever come back home?" and my dad said "maybe..." Ooh oh oh oh oh oh So I found a new place to live But I had trouble figuring out what's not real and what is The big city was so crazy I could hardly even breathe Ooh oh oh oh oh oh
And now I'm living in a fantasy And I will always live there probably ooh You could move in, you could move in with me You could move in, you could move in with me The stakes are high, the trees are green okay!
We're all just doin' what we have to do Nothin' will ever be like it was back in 1992 no-o And I can't stay mad, I can't stay mad at you I can't stay mad, I can't stay mad at you My heart's real full but I'll make room, I'll make room I'll make room, I'll make room oh-ho Okay well, woh-oh!woh-oh!woh-oh!ooh! I got tell you that the stakes are high And the stakes are high, the trees are green And don't be mean and don't be mean n-n-n-n-n-no! Woh-oh!woh-oh!woh! hey! 1,2,3,4!
Compositor: Ezra Mordechai Furman ECAD: Obra #12919986