I can walk up to a stranger   Walk away with a date   I've known you for four years   But I can't get my nerves on a plate      I don't get it   I won't let me win      We like to talk sometimes   Try to make the day less long   You like to hear what I have to say   You like to tell me that I'm wrong      I don't get it   I won't let me win      I keep on going through   Pretending to know your ways   I keep on trying to get to know you   Saying the same old shit every day      I don't get it   I won't let me win