what's wrong?   nothing, nothing   an unwelcome reception to the million dollar question   a reflex reaction   right back at you   it's your face, it's that same blank expression   you can blame it on the weather   or blame it on tension but   there's no rest from this paralysis   strategy   it's all about strategy   not what you're telling me   what you're telling me   you eat, you sleep and you breathe   and you tick off your list of personal needs   at night for protection you hide under a sheet   and we try to avoid confrontation   but everything we do just gets lost in the translation   and you're not helping yourself any   strategy   it's all about strategy   not what you're telling me   what you're telling me   i've found that descriptions are useless   nothing but the combination of words and numbered pieces   just assume that there is good reason for everything   so, what's wrong?   it's nothing again   nothing's what you've got when everything leaves you thought   that asking would get you somewhere   some fool you were (x2)   strategy   it's all about strategy   not what you're telling me   what you're telling me   memory   you say it's my memory   you say that my memory's bad   well i remembered that   didn't i? (x2)