Creepy little sneaky little foreign places Terrifying territories, I can’t take it It’s a great big atlas, yeah I’m feeling dumb When you’ve gotten what you want Maybe I should start over There’s nothing left to want Up and at ’em again You don’t know what you want Yeah, I’m thinking it over Just tell me what to want Floating little second hands laugh like jokers Keepin’ me from thinking straight, I’ve lost composure When you’ve gotten what you want Maybe I should start over There’s nothing left to want Up and at ’em again You don’t know what you want Yeah, I’m thinking it over Just tell me what I… When you’ve gotten what you want Maybe I should start over There’s nothing left to want Up and at ’em again You don’t know what you want Yeah, I’m thinking it over Just tell me what to want This is a trip This is a trip When you’ve gotten what you want There’s nothing left to want You don’t know what you want Yeah, I’m thinking it over Just tell me what I.. When you’ve gotten what you want Maybe I should start over There’s nothing left to want Up and at ’em again You don’t know what you want Yeah, I’m thinking it over Just tell me what to want