I treat it like a high school dance 
waiting in the wings for my big chance 
but I would only stare at my shoes 
you belong to me I belong to you.

I could tell an antique lie 
full of all the things I want to hide 
but that would only lead to the truth 
you belong to me I belong to you.

But I'm lazy and I'll pull you down 
where you won't want to be 
and I'm tasting what's pouring out of you.
What am I supposed to do? 

I could play a trick so strange 
cover up my ears and pray for rain 
but that would only give you the blues 
you belong to me I belong to you.

But I'm lazy and I'll pull you down 
where you won't want to be 
and I'm tasting what's pouring out of you.
What am I supposed to do?

I treat it like a high school dance 
waiting in the wings for my big chance 
but I would only stare at my shoes 
you belong to me I belong to you.
You belong to me, I belong to you
You belong to me, I belong to you.