It Gets Me

You suddenly don't lack words

You talk so much, it’s uncool

We’re moving backwards

No progress [?]

All this talk, a-slinkin' and a-slockin'

Think you'll [?] until the leaves turn brown

It gets me

All I wanted to do was dance with you

Sometimes I wonder

If you really give a toss, man

Integrity lost, man

If you can be the boss man

All this talking around the point

I confess the plan, I wanna go home

Unhealthy

'Cause there’s a lot that we could do

All this talking around the point

And looking at me like that

And going on and on

On and on and on and on

On and on

You suddenly don't lack words

You talk so much, it’s uncool

We’re moving backwards

No progress [?]

All this talk, a-slinkin' and a-slockin'

Think you'll [?] until the leaves are brown

It gets me

All I wanted to do was dance with you

Talk to me of summer

It’s cold in Scotland this time of the year

And I don’t know if I’ll be here at the turning of the year