Product of Society

I want to tell you my head is filled with things to say, when you're here all those words they seem to slip away. When i get near you the games begin to drag me down it's all right i'll make you maybe next time around. But if i seem to act unkind it's only me, it's not my mind that is confusing things. I want to tell you i feel hung up and i don't know why i don't mind i could wait forever, i've got time. Sometimes i wish i knew you well then i could speak my mind and tell maybe you'd understand. I want to tell you i feel hung up and i don't know why i don't mind i could wait forever, i've got time i've got time i've got time ♫