If she knew what she wants (He'd be giving it to her) If she knew what she needs (He could give her that too) If she knew what she wants (But he can't see through her) If she knew what she wants He'd be giving it to her Giving it to her
But she wants everything (He can pretend to give her everything) Or there's nothing she wants (She don't want to sort it out) He's crazy for this girl (But she don't know what she's looking for) If she knew what she wants He'd giving it to her Giving it to her
I'd say her values are corrupted BUt she's open to change Then one day she's satisfied And the next I'll find her crying And it's nothing she can explain
Some have a style That they work hard to refine So they walk a crooked line But she won't understand Why anyone would have to try To walk a line when they could fly
No sense thinking I could rehabilitate her When she's fine, fine, fine She's got so many ideas Traveling around in her head She doesn't need nothing from mine
