A Lot To Say

i've got a lot to say
maybe i just like to talk a lot
but when i tell you how bad i feel
i feel better, so what the hell?
i suppose i like it that way
i hope you like it that way
because you can make me happy
you can make me happy, baby
you can make me happy tonight
in our withering conversations
i always know that i'm the one to blame
my tongue tying trials transform my words
into freezing rain on your parade
but i suppose i need it this way
please let me keep it this way
because you can make me happy
please make me happy, baby
i've got to be happy tonight
watch your mouth
it'll get you in trouble