{Wha-aa-aa-ha-aa-aa-ha-, wha-aa-aa-ha-aa-aa-a-}

How many times do I have to try 
To tell you
That I'm sorry for the things I've done.
U-uh-, uu-uuh-

But when I start to try to tell you
That's when you have to tell me:
"Hey, this kind of trouble's only just begu-uuu-ha-un..."
Ye-ee-ee-heh-eh-eh-

I tell myself too many times:
"Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shu-ut!?"
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words
That keep on falling from your mo-outh,
Falling from your mo-outh... falling from your mo-outh...

Tell me wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-aaay 
(Wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-),
Wha-a-aaa-aaa-aa-aaa-aaay-aa-aa-ay 
(Wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-).

I may be mad, I may be blind, 
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you're thinking.
U-uh, u-uu-uu-uu-uuh-

And I've heard is said too many times
That you'd be better off, {besides},
Why can't you see this boat is sinking,
This boat is sinking, this boat is sinking.

Let's go down to the water's edge
And we can cast away those do-oubts.
Some things are better left unsa-a-aid
But they still turn me inside 'out,
Turning inside o-out... turning inside o-out...

Tell me wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-aaay,
(Wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-) 
Tell me-e wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-aaay
(Wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-).

(Wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-) 
This is the book I never read,
These are the words I never said,
This is the path I'll never tread,
These are the dreams I'll dream instead.

(Wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-) 
This is the joy that's seldom spread,
These are the tears, the tears we shed,
(Is this the love?)
This is the fear, this is the dread,
These are the contents of my head!

(Wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-) 
And these are the years that we have spent,
And this is what they represent,
(You don't know how)
And this is how I feel,
Do you know how I feel?

(Wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-) 
'Cause I don't think you know how I feel,
I don't think you know what I feel.

(Wha-aa-aaa-aa-aaa-) 
I don't think you know what I fear...
You don't know what I fear...