It's too easy to tumble on yourself

Comforting to hang on to old books on the shelf

With easy destinations, without weary knees

Yeah everybody knows what it looks like

But how does it feel

You give me wrongs to get you rights

You tell me everything you need

But you just don't know

Whatcha got

Well you're busy flipping papers thinking over what you're making

Thinking over what you're not

It's your disease of the soul

Chipping your mind of control

Well these bones are for breaking

Living underneath your clothes

You got it all, you got a lot

More than most people ever come to know

You give me wrongs to get you rights

You tell me everything you need

But you just don't know

Whatcha got

You give me wrongs to get you rights

You tell me everything you need

But you just don't know

Whatcha got

Before the needle hits the sun

When you're counting every step till the day is done

Take your time, take it slow, drink your wine

Well use your hands, use your eyes, hold someone

You give me wrongs to get you rights

You tell me everything you need

You give me wrongs to get you rights

You tell me everything you need

You give me wrongs to get you rights

You tell me everything you need

But you just don't know

Whatcha got

Oh you just don't know whatcha got

Mm you just don't know whatcha got

Oh you just don't know whatcha got