well it started out like any other daynnhe said meet me with the car i said okaynnwhen i got there and pulled him off his facenni didn't know what to saynnnnhe said what had happened her was not his faultnnand the kid responsible had not been caughtnnwhen someone round the corner called the copsnnwell he got in and we took offnnnnwell something bout your story never seemed to quite add upnnand the more times that i hear it makes me wanna give you upnnbecause you're reckless and you're hurting everybody that you lovennyou know you arennyou know you arennnnbut are you getting the attentionnnwe both agree you know you neednnso don't get angry don't stomp your feetnnwhen all your friends call you a thiefnnnnwell i told him he should get it off his chestnnand everything would be okay if he'd confessednnand i wouldn't be the one to fix this messnnthat's when he put his hands around my necknnnnwell i remember what was on the radionnthat everything was moving soft and slownnand the color disappearing from the roadnnmy heart gave up and i let gonnnnbut something bout your story never really added upnnand i think you probably know that i could never give you upnnand i know you didn't mean it nnand i know you're above the things you donnand the things you've donennnnbut are you getting the attentionnnwe both agree you know you neednnso don't get angry don't stomp your feetnnwhen all your friends call you a thiefnncall you a thiefnncall you a thiefnnnnbut are you getting the attentionnnwe both agree you know you neednnso don't get angry don't get upsetnnwhen what's coming to younnyou finally getnnyou finally get