Mm
I do and I don't
I will and I won't
It's touch and go
Mm
The morning's full of tea leaves
And my head's full of doubt
My gut is whispering at me
And my heart's feelin' loud
I could ask the eight ball or flip a coin
And you'd make a fool of me
So don't ask me to believe
When I don't get my way
When I don't get my way
Hey
When I don't get my way
There's a tale in the tarot
There's a tale in the cards
Well
The wheel won't be narrow
But there's a cross on my heart
You could call it fate
You could call it fate
But the hurt won't let it be
So don't ask me to believe
When I don't get my way
When I don't get my way
Hey
When I don't get my way
I wanna believe but I need
To go numb
I don't really wanna believe
But I will
In the morning
I'll forget everything
That you've said to me
Though I don't get my way
Yeah
I don't get my way
Though I don't get my way
When I don't get my way
When I don't get my way