Out Of The Way

You look like you're out of season You need height and sense of reason You say things I'd rather not know Coming on strong, I ask too much though Ahhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh You grew up in disarray, I could feel another way Do you think you'll be okay? Hey, hey, hey You've just gotta say You look like you're out of season You need height and sense of reason You say things I'd rather not know Coming on strong, I ask too much though Ahhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh You grew up in disarray, I could feel another way Do you think you'll be okay? Hey, hey, hey You've just gotta say Well it's really not my place to say, but you know where I wanna be You're just a big mistake to me You grew up in disarray, I could feel another way Do you think you'll be okay? Hey, hey, hey You've just gotta say Hey, hey, hey You've just gotta say