Lyrics
I got a habit
Of picking apart everything that I hear
And misunderstanding it
I got a mind
Follows me all of the time and I wish I knew
How to get away from it
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Tell me what you wanna do
'Cause I’ve been sitting on this couch a week now
And I still don’t have any money
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Tell me what you wanna do
'Cause I can’t find a way to make it easy
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Tell me what I’m supposed to do
'Cause I’ve been sitting on this couch a week now
And I still don’t have any money
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Tell me what I’m supposed to do
'Cause I can’t find a way to make it easy