Trouble Boy

A troubled boy at the side of the street
I tried to talk him out of it
I try to talk him in again
Doesn’t seem to be working
«Talkin' is that all that you do?»
I said «Yes»
Can I make anything alright?
I could maybe kiss you good night
But I take it back, I take it back
I take it back, just because, just in time
I changed my mind
This isn’t happening again, is it?
This isn’t happening again, is it?
This isn’t happening again, is it?
I’m so tired of your limitations
All we have is our imagination
I’m so ready for your resignation
The troubled boy at this very street
I try to talk him out of it
I try and talk him in again
Doesn’t seem to be working
«Talkin' is that all that you do?»
I said «Yes»
Can I make up for tonight?
I could maybe kiss you good night
But I take it back, I take it back
I liked you better when I hated you
I said a lot and I meant it too
This isn’t happening again
This is new, I haven’t known this
Well, this is nothing, I miss nothing!
I’m so tired of your limitations
All we have is our imagination
I’m so ready for your resignation