Picture, Picture

Dog in the manger, always a danger

You got me so, so wrong

So what? So long. Don't be a stranger.

It had barely started out before it started heading

south

In the neverending story of the love that dare not shut

its mouth

I get the picture (picture!)

I think I get it (think, no!)

I think I know (no, no!)

I wish I didn't (still!)

I think I get it.

Behind the curtain, We got to flirting

It was a gateway drug (I know, I know)

It's disconcerting, even now

When I'm still driving by your house

When it's late at night and the lights are out

And I saw somebody sneaking in your side door

(What are friends for, anyway?)

I'm just wondering who you think

You are fooling with such a tired myth

That says some people are better off alone

Than with a steppin' stone

I get the picture (picture!)

I think I get it (think, ha!)

I think I know (no, no!)

I wish I didn't (still!)

I think I get it.

Why do you insist on being such a girl about it?

You said you hoped we could still be friends...

I doubt it.

No one owes a debt.

Index finger, second fret: another song

A torch to warm the winter of our disconnect

Now I'm still trying to decide

Between thwarted lust and wounded pride

When I see your absence everywhere I look

And even when I close my eyes

I get the picture (picture!)

I think I get it (think, no!)

I think I know (no, no!)

I wish I didn't

Wish I could be cold (c-c-cold!)

Like certain people up in the mixture, (no, no!)

I get the picture (still!)

I think I get it.