Hot motel Stuffy inside I know well These eleven walls Hot black tar I tan my legs Rest my heart And dream of the city Magazine And diet Coke I'm not
I miss missing you I miss missing you Where's the pain when you walk out the door? It doesn't hurt like it used to before Where's the love that we couldn
I'm doing nothing 'Cause then at least I'm doing nothing wrong And I'm gonna stay in on my own and turn off my telephone If nothing's gained, then nothing
We used to go together Lookin' after each other I thought that you were better Look at you You used to be so laid back You always kept it so cool I loved
I was caught in a place Far away from the light What I saw, I couldn't face So I closed my eyes Wish I could turn back the page Rewrite my point of view
Yeah, yeah, deeper, deeper It's been 7 days, 50 calls, I can't lose this, I can't sleep Cause every time you talk I stall so confusing, non excusing
Oooh, ooh (Fashion, fashion, fashion, fashion) I always used to be the shy girl Not the hot girl And not-your-type girl I never cared about the cool
Not good enough Just not good enough for me, oh, oh You talk about the gifts you buy for me Talk about the beautiful things you say The car you drive
Tell me straight, your eyes are flickering So tell me straight, yeah You're too late, the time is ticking now So tell me straight 'Cause I've been looking
Baby, I think you know what's coming next I think you see what I reflect so listen to me Maybe you've got excuses but I doubt You're a liability so shut
2 a.m., wide awake lying on my bed Tuning on the radio, oh Tryna make the emptiness go, yeah, yeah I've been up, I've been reading and crying Tryna love
I didn?t say it but I meant to tell you I didn?t call but I was just about to I know you?re mad and thinking you know where I?ve been I know its 5am but
I've waited a lifetime To feel the way that I feel now But I never imagined Feels like walking on the clouds You're the reason I'm here I'm not moving
Baby, I got you on my answering machine on replay This is getting difficult they might say This word is on my mind when you approach me With soft untrusting
Oh, oh, when I'm with you baby, I go out of my head I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough All the things you do to me and everything you said
Go on, go on, go on Go on, go on, go on Go on, go on, go on Go on, go on, go on I've been doing this my way, your way, our way I can't make it work when
Baby the harder you work The further you get with me, with me I think you can, I think you can Turn up, prepare and make sure That you can keep up with
Oh, yeah, mmm Letting you go was pretty damn difficult Cos there was a time I would be for you what you need from me I would do what, whatever to be rolling
