you sit and you stare and you wait and you wonder you think, "maybe it's me and i'm being a fool." you start to believe it's a curse that you're under and you're just a doll for a girl who i cruel
'cause i really wanna know now
i'd rather be wandering hungry and homeless than here in the warmth of a silent defeat you've gotta be honest with me and be ruthless Instead of shifting uncomfortably there in your seat
and who'd've thought i'd have the strength to say "let me out or let me in" but as the words are pouring from my mouth i wanna say them again, and again, and again
'cause i really wanna know now oh, let me out, or let me in oh no, i really wanna know now oh, to let you go, to let you know