What you're trying to tell me?
But I can't ever say
Man, it's starting to kill
And just read my lips
I'm about as close to making sense
They're pretty loose
Who's kidding who
Who's kidding who
As I am ever going to get
Is that how quickly I'd be gone?
Instead of throwing up your hands
What's the word?
They're pretty loose
Instead of throwing up your hands
I'm about as close to making sense
If nothing's ever getting heard?
Publishers: SOMEWHAT NEAT PUBLISHING COMPANY, SONY/ATV TUNES LLC
It's starting to kill me
What's the point of making all this noise
I already knew
Songwriters: Christopher Ian Cain, Keith Austin Murray, Michael Shane Tapper
As I am ever going to get
But I can't say
It's starting to kill me
Why don't you tell me
Man, it's starting to kill
What's the word, yeah
Who's kidding who
I'm saving up my voice now
Why don't you tell me
They're pretty loose
Is that how quickly I'd be gone?
Instead of throwing up your hands
Is that how quickly I'd be gone?
Man, it's starting to kill
Why don't you tell me
It's starting to kill me
I already knew
Save your breath
I'm sick of breaking all these plans
I already knew
Who's kidding who?
I'm sick of breaking all these plans
What you're trying to tell me?
Who's kidding who?
I'm sick of breaking all these plans
What's the word, yeah
What you're trying to tell me?
I'm about as close to making sense
Who's kidding who?
As I am ever going to get