How come every time it seems That you make up your mind? You change it every time I'm sorry if what I say offends you It seems that's nothing new Nothing new at all Next time I'll try to remember To walk on pins and needles When I'm around you Maybe next time there will be a better way Maybe there won't even be a next time Maybe you should call me When you're over it How come it seems to me That you always have to be The center of attention Next time you feel the need To take out your frustration Then don't bother Bother calling me Next time I'll try to remember To walk on pins and needles When I'm around you Maybe next time there will be a better way Maybe there won't even be a next time Maybe you should call me When you're over it