I hear what you're sayin'
I may seem out of order
Nothing's quite the same now
As it ever was before her
And you're looking at me
With one of those sideways glances
You say I'm giving up too much
Taking too many chances
But I won't believe you now
I've got to check this out
And nothing you can do
Will convince me otherwise
You're just trying to be a friend
I know the message is well meant
But none of it does compare to her eyes
Just go easy on me
I'm feeling out of order
I'm beaten and I'm wounded
Like I never was before her
And I know you're talking sense
But I can't forget about her
You say I'm good as dead
If I keep it up much longer
But I won't believe you now
I've got to check this out
And nothing you can say
Will convince me otherwise
You're just trying to be a friend
I know the message is well meant
But none of it does compare to her eyes
It may be unwise
You may be right
I don't mind
I just came by
It may be unwise
You may be right
But I don't mind
I just came by
Out of Order was written by Duncan Sheik.
Out of Order was produced by Rupert Hine.