So we're gripping hands now (gripping hands now)
Turn our backs ‘cuz
How will we ever get along?

I guess I don't care much (I don't care much)
Things have changed, but
I've had this feeling all along

Have I taken medication?
Am I being too complacent?
Let's put this fist to the test

So we're gripping hands now (gripping hands now)
Turned the corner
I'll see the doctor on my own

Oh, hold your tongue
You get a little insensitive
But I'll let it out
I don't want to be on my own
You tore me up
I'm getting ready to vent again
But I'll let it out
I'm dying to catch the last storm

So we're gripping hands now (gripping hands now)
Turn our backs, but
I never want to be alone

I guess I don't care much (I don't care much)
And I'm losing touch
Oh, I'm losing it

Oh, hold your tongue
You get a little insensitive
But I'll let it out
I don't want to be on my own
You tore me up
I'm getting ready to vent again
But I'll let it out
I'm dying to catch the last storm