It Gets Me

You suddenly don't lack words
You talk so much, it’s uncool
We’re moving backwards
No progress [?]

All this talk, a-slinkin' and a-slockin'
Think you'll [?] until the leaves turn brown
It gets me

All I wanted to do was dance with you

Sometimes I wonder
If you really give a toss, man
Integrity lost, man
If you can be the boss man

All this talking around the point
I confess the plan, I wanna go home
Unhealthy

'Cause there’s a lot that we could do

All this talking around the point
And looking at me like that
And going on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on

You suddenly don't lack words
You talk so much, it’s uncool
We’re moving backwards
No progress [?]

All this talk, a-slinkin' and a-slockin'
Think you'll [?] until the leaves are brown
It gets me

All I wanted to do was dance with you

Talk to me of summer
It’s cold in Scotland this time of the year
And I don’t know if I’ll be here at the turning of the year