The Pressure کے بول

All this time walking around Pretending it's over And that now,It's clear to se Got no need to hold her I think about her compulsively My friends asking me Why the commotion about her, man Still contemplating on how this good relationship was leading us nowhere And, unexpectedly, as i tried to make it she said, baby, don't bother If it's a dream coming through being free, they asking me falteringly why the commotion about her,man Well it's been so long and all this time i can feel the pressure getting stronger since I can no longer reach out and touch her you know I'm hangin on you know I'm not that strong since i fell for you All this time walking around pretending it's over And that now it's clear to see got no need to hold her I think about her compulsively My friends asking me I'm wondering baby,what can a poor man do Why the commotion about her,man why the commotion about her then