Look at you go…
You've got the rest in toe,
the best thing going…and you know.
Look at you go…
You come and the highs seem low,
the quick seems slow… and you know.

Every time that I laugh though I really wanna cry… you know.
And every time that I tell you I don't care and I lie… you know.

'Cause you've got everything on me,
and I've got nothing on you,
yeah, and it terrifies me.
Tell me what can I do.
If you won't play fairly, then spare me.

Look at you go…
How could I stop you now,
or slow you down?… this is your town.

And I'll never be
untruthful to you,
deceitful or cruel,
'cause you'd just see right through
and that's why I can't fool around you.

And every time I can't say what I really wanna say… you know.
Every time just a trace of that look on my face… and you know.

'Cause you've got everything on me,
and I've got nothing on you,
yeah, and it terrifies me.
Baby, what can I do?
If you won't play fairly, then spare me.