On balance I'd take 'Nother emotional crisis Over your slow pulse rate I'm picking up more nervous tics You're staying inside Playing dead And every time a dog barks It's a bomb dropping over head You control your breathing But you can't control What you're feeling for me Can't control What you're feeling for me Can't control What you're feeling for me Can't control What you're feeling for me you know More graphic nightmares And I could make that better But you won't let me Don't dare So on balance I'd say This type of ultra coldness Is the worst kind of shade I'm picking up more nervous tics You're staying inside Playing dead So all this long wave silence Can we please put it to bed You control your heart rate but you can't shut down You control your breathing But you can't control What you're feeling for me Can't control What you're feeling for me Can't control What you're feeling for me Can't control What you're feeling for me you know