If she knew what she wants
   (He'd be giving it to her)
   If she knew what she needs
   (He could give her that too)
   If she knew what she wants
   (But he can't see through her)
   If she knew what she wants
   He'd be giving it to her
   Giving it to her
  
   But she wants everything
   (He can pretend to give her everything)
   Or there's nothing she wants
   (She don't want to sort it out)
   He's crazy for this girl
   (But she don't know what she's looking for)
   If she knew what she wants
   He'd be giving it to her
   Giving it to her
  
   I'd say her values are corrupted
   But she's open to change
   Then one day she's satisfied
   And the next I'll find her crying
   And it's nothing she can explain
  
   Some have a style
   That they work hard to refine
   So they walk a crooked line
   But she won't understand
   Why anyone would have to try
   To walk a line when they could fly
  
   No sense thinking I could rehabilitate her
   When she's fine, fine, fine
   She's got so many ideas traveling around in her head
   She doesn't need nothing from mine