You Make It Rough

I don't know what games you're trying to play

You want to look the other way

Look the other way

I'm talking about the here, the now

Keep my feet on solid ground

Well, I hate to break it to you

But you just don't realize

Switching conversation topics

And you never compromise

I wanna express something to ya

Something you oughta know

But you got the frontal logic

And refuse to let it go

You make it rough, so rough

For me to get through to ya

So rough, to get my point across

I've had enough, enough

To get through to ya

So rough, and getting no response

You make it rough

I'm feeling slightly ill at ease

About your sensibilities, sensibilities

And I've been getting nervous ticks

Wondering of one where to stick

You don't respond well to the pressure

That's something I've been warned about

And I think of you as something lesser

When we can't sit and talk it out

Well, I hate to break it to you

But you just don't realize

Switching conversation topics

And you never compromise

I wanna express something to ya

Something you oughta know

But you got the frontal logic

And refuse to let it go

You make it rough, so rough

For me to get through to ya

So rough, to get my point across

I've had enough, enough

To get through to ya

So rough, and getting no response

The situation worsens

The words turn into curses

For certain you got me all tied up like a circus

I can't make an assertion

Without you thinking it's hurtin'

I guess it's really time to pull the curtains

You make it rough

You make it rough

So rough, for me to get through to ya

So rough, to get my point across

Enough, of trying to get through to ya

So rough, and getting no response

So rough, for me to get through to ya

So rough, to get my point across

I've had enough, enough

Of trying to get through to ya

So rough, and getting no response

Do ya do ya do ya do ya