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Lost for words, they're all written in your eyes
But I shouldn't be lookin', I shouldn't be lookin' at you
Tired of the bullshit, and sick of those lies
But I'm still taken, I'm still taken, yeah

What's my, damn problem
You're right in front of me, but oh, I sit here so I
Could fix it, why, won't I fix it
I could be happy, but I'm doing the right thing

Boy
You take my breath away
I'm so, frustrated, but I'm gonna make it
One of these days, one of these days

Star gazing, and I'm so amazed
By the way that you word, the thoughts in your head and I
Couldn't take the chance, I wouldn't take the chance
I'm safe inside, safe inside my bed

What's my, damn problem
You're right in front of me, but oh, I sit here so I
Could fix it, why, won't I fix it
I could be happy, but I'm doing the right thing

Boy
You take my breath away, but I can't admit it out loud
I'm so frustrated, but I'm gonna make it
One of these days, I'll make myself proud

And I'm stuck, stuck, stuck here and wishing I was hundreds of miles away.
Yeah.

What's my, damn problem
You're right in front of me, but oh, I sit here so I
Could fix it, why, won't I fix it
I could be happy, but I'm doing the right thing

Boy
You take my breath away
I am so frustrated, but I'm gonna make it
One of these days, one of these days