I been coniving, devising a plan   to say something brilliant to this girl   test driving the words in my head,   cause i'm gonna wreck if i don't      cause when she talks   suddenly my knees won't bend   like i'm stuck in quicksand   and it's because the gears in my head   won't spin and she slips through my hands, again and again and again      love sleeping, cause up in my dreams   the two of us make a good pair   but then waking is a different thing   cause i sort of live in a nightmare         cause when she talks   suddenly my knees won't bend   like i'm stuck in quicksand   and it's because the gears in my head   won't spin and she slips through my hands, again and again and again   why do i get so paralyzed?   i want to take her by surprise.      so i'm coniving, rehearsing my lines   she won't get the best of me this time.