I Got a Vision in My Head of How It Should Be And I Wonder If That's How It Will Work Out When She Sits Down Will I Be Smart With a Grin On My Face Or Will I Just Want Her to Get Out of My Head and My Mind That's How It Goes That's How It Goes Some Times I Think It Will Be So Right And If She Shows and It's All Wrong I Feel Her Hand Touch On My Arm And My Skin Goes Cold How Can This Be Why's It So Fake? And Why's It So's Fault How Should I Tell Her She Should Go Cause It's All My Fault I Let My Heart Get Ahead of My Mind And Everything Else That's How It Goes That's How It Goes Sometimes I Think It Will So Right And If She Chose and It's All Wrong