I like to be on my own Oh, I can sense where the hell you go I forget my place in my home She goes to tears thinking I am not hers when I’m gone Oh, when I’m gone Well, she has a place on the road [?]
I think I said too much again I loved you much too much to think of us as friends You think I brush you off like you make no difference Can’t do the damn thing, yeah yeah You start again
She likes to be all on her own [?] when she tears through town Shes all weighed down Well, he goes a fix thinking she is respect his home He drinks on his own
Well, don’t get Cobain, don’t get too carried away I think I’ve said too much again You like me better this way And I know I’m bad Baby, you good, do you bad Love is a thing of the past Funny how none of them last Still, you think about it way too much And I talk about you way too much Killing me slow, drinking way too much And you put the weight on me way too much
I think I said too much again I loved you much too much to think of us as friends You think I brush you off like you make no difference Can’t do the damn thing, yeah yeah You start again I think I said too much again I loved you much too much to think of us as friends You think I brush you off like you make no difference Can’t do the damn thing, yeah yeah You start again