Your Complex

[Verse 1]
Don't go, telling me it's gone wrong
Don't go, telling me on the phone
'Cause the only voice I hear is my own
So don't go, telling me it's gone wrong
That don't rub with me
I know better

[Verse 2]
Don't go, telling me it's gone wrong
And for Christ's sake
Oh, for Christ's sake, not on the phone
'Cause the only voice you'll hear is your own
So don't go, telling me on the phone
That don't rub with me
I know better

[Verse 3]
How can we be so scared?
It's only a word
I know better
I think I know better
And it's not so complicated
It's not so complicated
It's not so complicated, is it?

[Outro]
There's a wire of tension between you and me
Why can't we disagree to agree?
That don't rub with me
I know better