There are so many ways i could be good to you But i cant think of one of them right now There are too many things i have to say to you And your gonna have hear, a whole earful Of that shit anyhow There are too many days left in this week And i cant decide which one i want to end first There are too many people that i do not wish to meet I aint got enough room in my head For all that kinda shit Anyhow right about now You got no choice in it