Oh oh
Oh oh
Back against the wall
But you know the weekends on its way
Waiting for the fall
But you know the weekends on its way
I got my eyes on you
I see some trouble comin into view
Dont you know that Im doin alright on my own
Chorus
*i cant understand it
Whats a matter with you oh oh
I cant understand it
What a poor man to do ... oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Walking down the hall
Please stop in anytime of day
Lets do more than talk
About the weekend games we play
I set my sights on you
Lets make tonight a deep interview
Dont you know that Im doin alright on my own
* repeat
I aint out to destroy you, oh
Im comin out to enjoy you, oh
Its just a case of paranoia in my brain
Ive got my eyes on you
Ive got my gun loaded just for two
If you knew my feelings
Im tellin the truth
* repeat x2
Yeah, * repeat x3