I'd like to find out what places she's been What's behind her locked door Or better yet know if I'm out or I'm in If her elevator still runs the top floor Perhaps she would say she was a student of hope And I'm dangling from the end of a disintegrating rope But I don't wish to spark off her outraged imagination I don't wish to get into any double edged conversation It's a touchy situation Woah, yes It's a touchy situation Oh-oh-oh, yeah Someday I'll find out what I'm now afraid to ask And I'll discover what lies there beneath the door mats Perhaps she would say that I'm just deathly afraid To see her make the same mistake that I made And it might lead to some sweet revelation She knows I hate even this conversation It's a touchy situation Woah, yes It's a touchy situation Oh-oh-oh, yes I said, "Are you doing well baby?" She says, "Go ask your father" I said, "Give me yes, no, or maybe" She says, "Why should I bother?" I said She says I said, ohhh I'll ask you tomorrow I'll ask you tomorrow If I could only break the coat of her fears I could expose the secrets to the river of her tears Rattle her senses 'til she's pouring forth her tears ♪ Before she could exercise those powers of manipulation It's a touchy situation It's a touchy situation It's a touchy situation Woah It's a touchy situation Woah It's a touchy situation It's a touchy situation It's a touchy situation