Everything you ever told me could have been a lie
We may never have been in love
Stuck on thinking that there is always something to lose
Or a hit from above
Or a hit from above
I don’t need what I’m holding, what I’m holding on
I wish I knew
But meanwhile
Fluctuations are aching my soul
Expectation is taking its toll
Expectation is taking its toll
‘Cause everything you ever told me could have been a lie
We may never have been in love
And then I will escape
I’ll never ever have to see another disappointed face
No one to please
Every now and then
It feels like
In all of the universe, there is nobody for me
I told myself I wouldn’t care
No, I wouldn’t care
But when she said she’d come Around I combed my hair
Yes, I checked my hair
But meanwhile
Meanwhile
Meanwhile
Fluctuations are aching my soul
Expectation is taking its toll…