Paroles: Leftovers (The). On The Move. Lose Your Head.

I just don't know where to go,
You're taking all your time from me.
You think you'd care but it's not fair,
I'm freaking out I can't see straight.
Times running low, I gotta go,
Away before I lose my head.
And now its coming on,
The stereo get out before it's too late

Whoa, here it goes again,
Whoa, confusion sets in.
Whoa, and I know I'm going out of my head,
Too bad it was left unsaid.

I think its wrong
to look so strong.
(Something)
You've got to choose
win or lose what
what is it that you want from me?
Times running low I gotta go
away before I lose my head
But now it's coming on very young get out before its too late.

Whoa, here it goes again,
Whoa, confusion sets in.
Whoa, and I know I'm going out of my head,
Too bad it was left unsaid.

Whoa, here it goes again,
Whoa, confusion sets in.
Whoa, and I know I'm going out of my head,
Too bad it was left unsaid