tic-tac

tic-tac...what if...tired of them...guilt...nobody tells you what to do, baby...maybe i'm crazy in the head...we sure are cute for two ugly people...
It's not as if I don't like you
It just makes me sad whenever I see it
'cause I like to be gone most of the time
And you like to be home most of the time
If I stay in one place I lose my mind
I'm a pretty impossible lady to be with...