Lyrics
I can tell that you've messed it up baby
Trying to fake it but the look in your eyes
Is making sense like a Bollywood story
You think you're smarter than Howard Florey
If I told you that is wasn't my fault
Would you believe me
Stop calling me out
We talk about it
We can reason with it
You gotta cool it this is tripping me out
It's on, it's off, it's on, this strange condition
It's on, it's off, it's on, till it is too late
It's on, it's off, it's on, this strange condition
It's on, it's off, is this our fate
You can tell I've been waiting a long time
But your avoiding me pretending to cry
Your gonna blame it on my lack of direction
Giving rise to this love complication
I am telling you it's breaking my heart
Don't wanna end up like that Gotye song
We talk about it
We can reason with it
You gotta cool it this is tripping me out
It's on, it's off, it's on, this strange condition
It's on, it's off, it's on, till it is too late
It's on, it's off, it's on, this strange condition
It's on, it's off, is this our fate
It's on, it's off, it's on, this strange condition
It's on, it's off, it's on, till it is too late
It's on, it's off, it's on, this strange condition
It's on, it's off, is this our fate