What will we do, Gwyn? Everything's a mess, 'Cause when I touch your arm I can tell. Stocks are in the dow, Anything we should know about your change? What will we do, Gwyn? Economy is down, I think its your heart, cause you don't want me around. But you

I can depend on myself Guys they always wonder about me (yeah, I hear ya "T") Cause everything I have is my own (I'm feelin' dis) There's no other way you can doubt me (and I'm listenin') Before I trust you I'll just be here alone Can I tell ya, can I

I'm about to break somebody off I'm About to break somebody off Going to lose my mind I feel I'm feeling fine No it won't be fine I am living without you You think everything will be fine I find making it hard to lie Realize nothing is left inside

Take me there Where your hopes and dreams and wishes live Where you keep the rest of your life hid I wanna know the girl behind that pretty stare I wanna know everything about you then And I wanna go down every road you've been There's a place in your

What's it gonna take to make it Man I can't take this Everything's drivin' me crazy I'm tickin' like time bomb And I'm about to blow We were drinkin' dinner on the Sunset Strip The girls doin' powder got a little on her lip It's just another night

And everything I need And she's everything I ever wanted I talk about her I go on and on, and on 'Cause she's everything to me She's everything to me She's a yellow pair of running shoes A holey pair of jeans She looks great in cheap sunglasses

I hate everything about you Why do I love you Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I get But I haven't missed you yet Only when I stop to think about it Every roommate kept awake

You better slow down When I was a young boy Well they tried to tell me That I was movin' Movin' way too fast And I knew everything About everything But I really didn't wanna listen To a bunch of old folks talkin' trash

The girls are talkin' Girls talkin' got ya all caught out there Why you thinkin' that it's all about ya Forget she told me everything about ya But the girls are talkin' Girls talk about the booty too About the way a brother is hangin' too When you didn't

Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid? Do you have the time To listen to me whine About nothing and everything, all at once? I am one of those