The Pressure of Making Decisions

They ask you what you want
Meaning which way won't come to haunt
They think it's easy to decide
When it's so hard you wanna run and hide

Deciding which was to go, which person to please
Who won't really care and who will seize
Or is it best to make yourself glad
Probably not, cuz everyone else gets mad

So you think and you think--is it this way or that
Will each choice harm me, or is there one right and exact
You feel overwhelmed with the confusion of having to choose
There's the smiling lady waiting while you want to snooze

And at last, suddenly, you know the answer that's best
Finally, happily, you're mind can rest
Then horridly you realize your answer's prob'ly wrong
So ya keep going through the steps described in this song

It's so hard to make a choice
You can't say you're opinion, use your voice
You'll upset someone no matter what
How can they expect us to go with out gut
Gosh! Gosh! There's so much
Pressure