Connecting Dots

Wait, wait a second

Everybody's telling me all sorts of things

Wait, wait a second

How come love so sweet can turn so mean?

Wait, the more I know you

The more I hate you, I do

I spend my time connecting dots with resolve to

Do just what you do

I grew acquainted with not hearing myself

The commotion became my devotion

Wait, I got caught in the wrong thing

We lost our heads, which we said we'd never do

Wait, I'll find the answer

And I don't mean the kind that comes from outside

Wait, the more I know you

The more I hate you, I do

I spend my time connecting dots with resolve to

Do just what you do

I grew acquainted with not hearing myself

The commotion became my devotion