Everys girls a suspect
Everys boys your friend
Livin in the dark [? ], think again
Tales are often spun here
Its a busy place
Mind is not the only thing you waste
I cant help you if you walk away
Every dream is someone you replace
Got a knack for being wrong
Nothins really goin on
I know you dont buy it
Nothins really goin on
Dropped you off in sections
Then you spoke my mind
Dont you let me ever slip behind
No, I cant help you if you walk away
Got some moves, that you gotta play
[solo]
You got a knack for being wrong
Nothins really goin on
I know you dont buy it
Nothins really goin on
Youve been rockin on your own
Nothins really goin on
How much must I deny it?
Nothins really goin on
Every angels a suspect
Every creeps your friend
When Ive gone away, get back again
I wont help you if you walk away
Nothing happening, nothin more to say