I need a little time to think it over
I need a little space just on my own
I need a little time to find my freedom
Funny how quick the milk turns sour,
Your face has been looking like that for hours,
Promises, promises turn to dust
Wedding bells just turn to rust
I need a little room to find myself
I need a little space to work it out
I need a little room all alone
You need a little room for your big head,
You need a little space for a thousand beds,
Lips that promise, fear the worst
Tongue so sharp, the bubble burst
Now I've had a little room to check
I've had a little time, and I still love you
You had a little time and you had a little fun,
While you had yours, do you think I had none,
The freedom that you wanted bad
Is yours for good, I hope you're glad
