Criss Cross

I've got my suspicions about myself
So don't judge me, don't judge me, don't judge me now
Listen baby, your shoulders are cold to me
That's the gift, and the curse, of your memory

I know complication's avoidable
So no trouble, no trouble now

Shoot me down, shut me up, cut me off, tune me out
Shoot me down, shut me up, cut me off, tune me out

My voice goes way up back inside of my head
So don't shoot me, don't shoot me, don't shoot me down
When you start giving up, at the point in your life
When you start giving up, what you don't want to give
And you won't change your life, for the sake of a change

I know complication's avoidable
So no trouble, no trouble now

Shoot me down, shut me up, cut me off, tune me out
Shoot me down, shut me up, cut me off, tune me out