 Fumbling around, looking for clues,
Seemingly so naive and confused,
All your fragility on display,
Makes you such irresistible prey.
Baby, back up, enough is enough,
You're freaking me out, not into that stuff,
Baby, back up, enough is enough.
Detailed accounts of all your affairs,
(came tumbling out)
At the party under the stairs,
Looking for understanding and trust,
(well what did you find?)
Nothing but ridicule and disgust.
Baby, back up, enough is enough,
You're freaking me out, not into that stuff,
Nothing is quite the way it appears,
I thought you were cool but you are just weird,
Baby, back up, enough is enough.
Fumblin' around under the coats,
(just passing the time)
Flying a kite, floating a boat,
As I begin to get where we are,
(right out of the blue)
You have to go and take it too far.
Baby, back up, enough is enough,
You're freaking me out, not into that stuff,
Nothing is quite the way it appears,
I thought you were cool but you are just,
These are the last days of our lives,
We should be going at it like knives,
But baby, back up, enough is enough.
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