Text: Connells. New Boy.

Sometimes, I get the feeling, things won't fall apart
Sometimes, I think it's gone too far
Sometimes, I get the feeling things seems pretty nice
Then again sometimes, I'd like to leave you twice

Once we decide upon it
We won't fall apart

This time, I think it's gone too far
And you get where you can't decide
Don't ask any other
And you get where you can't decide

Didn't I say, sorry
Didn't I say, dear
Didn't I consider?
Didn't I stand clear?
Didn't you say, ?New boy get down on your knees??
Did I say, ?Trying, I'm trying, I'm trying??