It doesn’t mean a thing when I say that I don’t care
Even though sometimes I pretend that you’re not there
It doesn’t mean I hate you – its nothing personal
Even though our stars say we’re not compatible.
It’s so hard to explain – the way I feel sometimes
I look for words to tell you but I can’t find the rhymes
You get the wrong impression – it shows upon your face
And I can’t break the spell ‘cos I’m still at first base
I can’t help the way I feel - the way I feel - the way I feel
In my mind it is so real - is so real - is surreal
Can’t help myself
Can’t help myself
There’s nothing I can do – I own my private hell
And when I’m locked inside my door I can’t hear the bell
My brain is spinning round – I’m looking for a line
I stop and look at you – I see that you’ve been crying.
I can’t help the way I feel - the way I feel - the way I feel
In my mind it is so real - is so real - is surreal
Can’t help myself
Can’t help myself
