There's a word called "need"
And I think I'm desperately gonna use it
So here I am, putting the word between I and U
You're the strings in a guitar you're the beat of a drum
But so you've made you're decision, you've made up your mind
That's okay with me
I just want you to know I'm incomplete without you
Can't you hear the words I say? I'm incomplete without you
You're the strings in a guitar you're the beat of a drum
But so you've made you're decision, you've made up your mind
That's okay with me
You said "it's all over'
You said "this is the end"
Well thanks anyway
But you might wondering that the bass just won't stop pounding
And the drums just won't stop beating
You're the strings in a guitar you're the beat of a drum
But so you've made you're decision, you've made up your mind
That's okay with me