Oohh you rubbed me up the wrong way
Oohh it was something that you didn`t say
Gotta get it back gotta get it back gotta get it back
Or we might just regret it
We seem to have a knack for
it stabbed us in the back this time
Is this the end of the line
`cause that`d be a crime
Now I sit under an angry cloud
what got hold of me
There`s a voice that sounds too loud
it bangs on endlessly
wanna live in another world with no frustrations
and miscommunication
Oohh why`d we have to try hard
Oohh you got under my radar
Wanna be detached wanna be detached wanna be detached
So I can just forget it
We seem to have a knack for miscommunication
it stabbed us in the back this time
Is this the end of the line
`cause that`d be a crime
Now I sit under an angry cloud
what got hold of me
there`s a voice that sounds too loud
it bangs on endlessly
wanna live in another world with no frustrations
and miscommunication
(When we are) Transatlantic
(he knows it) drives me frantic
(so I ask myself) what`s the future
(why getta) new computer