you keep on giving me the hold up
you know i wish you'd make your mind up
of keeping quiet about all this stuff
you're neurotic like a yo-yo
you keep on giving me the hold up
you know i wish you'd make your mind up
cuz when we get it on you're so-so
of keeping quiet about all this stuff
you're neurotic like a yo-yo
oh you used to be my romeo
cuz you left me laying there
with a broken heart. staring though a deep cold void
and i miss the warmth in the morning
and the laughter when i can't stop yawning
but the tears on the pillow have dried my dear
gonna let it all go cuz i have no fear