Barbados

Do I operate on my own brain
Take every section out and rearrange
And I wish I could be as lovely as she
But you told us we were never meant to be
She’s got herself a college degree
And I’ve got problems which are plain to see
Cause I’ve been driving through the red light
Watching as she holds you so tight
Will I ever say I’m alright?
Cause maybe I’m a wreck and a mess
So tell me if I’m wrong but I guess
Dying hurts just a little less
Just a little less
She is so self-controlled
Her family are so well off they’ve got a second home in Barbados
Don’t invite me to your wedding day, because I’ve had ours planned out since
the first date
She’s got herself a college degree
And I’ve got problems which are plain to see
And I’ve got problems
And I’ve got problems
Cause I’ve been driving through the red light
Watching as she holds you so tight
Will I ever say I’m alright?
Cause maybe I’m a wreck and a mess
So tell me if I’m wrong but I guess
Dying hurts just a little less
Just a little less
And I’ve got problems
And I’ve got problems
And I’ve got problems
And I’ve got problems
Will I ever say I’m alright?
Cause I’ve been driving through the red light
Watching as she holds you so tight
Will I ever say I’m alright?
Cause maybe I’m a wreck and a mess
So tell me if I’m wrong but I guess
Dying hurts just a little less
Just a little less