A STRANGE VIBE HAS PAINTED MY OUTLOOK CASUAL
TOMORROW STINGS ME SENSITIVE WITH A TOUCH THAT IS UNSURE
FILL ME FULL OF WORRY AND HANG ME ON MY HOPES
MY RESIDENCE OF FRIENDSHIP IN A STRANGLEHOLD FOR MORE
IT MAY NOT BE WHAT I WANT
WHATEVER IT IS THAT YOU CHOOSE
BUT I'M TIED BARBED WIRE TO YOUR RESPONSE
BECAUSE I KNOW THAT DECISION IS YOU
INTOXICATED TO THE POINT, THE WIND WHISTLES THRU MY HOPES
IF I WAKE UP SOON AND SOBER I'LL HAVE NOTHING HERE TO HURT
BUT IF THESES WORDS RELENT TO FICTION AND THOSE EYES BACK ME DOWN
I CAN REASSURE MY HESITATION IT WAS RIGHT THIS TIME AROUND
IT MAY NOT BE WHAT I WANT
WHATEVER IT IS THAT YOU CHOOSE
BUT I'M TIED BARBED WIRE TO YOUR RESPONSE
BECAUSE I KNOW THAT DECISION IS YOU

IT'S COLD, COLD UNCERTAINTY
COLD, COLD UNCERTAINTY

ARE YOU STRUGGLING FOR PURITY?
DO I OVERESTIMATE MY CHANCES?
AM I THAT POOR A JUDGE OF PEOPLE?
ARE YOU A PERFECT MYSTERY?

IT'S COLD, COLD UNCERTAINTY
COLD, COLD UNCERTAINTY