Fumbling around looking for clues Seeming so naive and confused All your fragility on display Makes you such irresistable prey Baby, back up Enough is enough You're freaking me out Not into that stuff Baby, back up Enough is enough Detailed accounts of all your affairs Came tumbling out At the party under the stairs Looking for understanding and trust Now what did you find? Nothing but ridicule and disgust Baby, back up Enough is enough You're freaking me out Not into that stuff Nothing is quite The way it appears I thought you were cool But you are just weird Baby, back up Enough is enough Fumbling around under the coats Just passing the time Flying a kite, floating a boat As I begin to get where we are Right out of the blue You had to go and take it too far Baby, back up Enough is enough You're freaking me out Not into that stuff Nothing is quite The way it appears I thought you were cool But you are just These are the last Days of our lives We should be going at it like knives Baby, back up Enough is enough