I'm so sick and tired of all this beating around the bush. You just don't
make no sense when you don't say what you mean and I don't
understand why you can't just come right out and say everything
that's on your mind instead of hiding it. I can't see the point of all this
running around in circles spinning wheels while your mouth just
makes these sounds. I guess I just don't get it when you say to me
forget it and hide the things you want to say even from yourself.
'Cause when you beat around the bush it gets me down and you know
I can't see when it don't make no sense to me.
'Cause I can't see the point of all this spinning around. I'm dizzy getting
dizzy and I'm falling to the ground. Once upon a time everything made
perfect sense but now everything just seems to have a perfect
defense.
Every time I turn around there's somebody saying these things they
just don't mean and now it's got me complaining. I guess I just don't
get it when you say to me forget it and hide the things you want to say
even from yourself.
'Cause when you beat around the bush it gets me down and you know
I can't see when it don't make no sense to me.
Say it how you mean it, tell me how you meant to say it and don't make
me understand it like you didn't mean to say it.
Artist: Evita
Artist: Samantha Barks
Artist: The Membranes