talking heads

I can't seem to face up to the facts I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax I can't sleep, my beds on fire Don't touch me I'm a real live wire Psycho Killer, que'est-ce que c'est, fafafafafafafafafafar better Run, run, run, run, run, run …

Well we know where we're goin' but we don't know where we've been And we know what we're knowing but we can't say what we've see-een And we're not little children and we know just what we wa-ant And the future is certain Give us …