I get the feeling that you're waiting on me

To get a grip on something, but I hardly know When things will start to look a little better Guess I'll be bored until I'm light as a feather

Bottle it, come on bottle it up

Never like you to ruin the fun

Never like you to give anything away

Bottle it, come on bottle it up

Never like you to ruin the fun

Never like you to give anything away away away away

If I were a sentimental kind of person

I could find the beauty somewhere in this burden but I get the feeling that I'm in over my head

And now I'm treading water

Outside the beauty parlor

Could call her, but why bother?

Bottle it, come on bottle it up

Never like you to ruin the fun

Never like you to give anything away

Bottle it, come on bottle it up

Never like you to ruin the fun

Never like you to give anything away away away away