you slam the front storm door
why cuz im yours yours yours
soon it will course like ice through me

there's trouble on the line
yes and its mine mine mine
there comes a time when you must ask

why

when you resort to force
i am the sor sor source
and im of course just being me

i cannot read your signs
why cuz your mine mine mine
there comes a time when you must ask

oh you gotta ask yourself
yeah you better ask yourself
yeah you better ask yourself
ooh baby ask yourself

ooh baby ask yourself
ooh baby ask yourself
ooh baby ask yourself
ooh baby ask yourself

you make me shake my head
that makes you wish you were dead
yes but instead we keep going

there's trouble on the line
yes and its mine mine mine
there comes a time when you must ask

why