All Mixed Up
I'm all mixed up, I'm all mixed up about,
All mixed up about you
And no I can't find no reason
To explain the way that I feel
I remember things being clearer
At one time things were more real
I'm all mixed up, I'm all mixed up about,
All mixed up about you
I'm not lookin' for sympathy
I'm just frightened by this apathy
Like footsteps way in back of me
On a narrow street of stone
And if time will answer all questions
Then perhaps a film will be shown
Everyone could mail-order tickets
Yeah, you could sell a lot of shirts
For the last picture show
I'm all mixed up, I'm all mixed up about,
All mixed up about you
Written by Tom Petty and Mike Campbell.
© 1987 Gone Gator Music/Wild Gator Music ASCAP.