To tell you I'm sorry For everything that I've done But when I call you never Seem to be home For breaking your heart But it don't matter, it clearly Doesn't tear you apart anymore Oh, anymore I must've called a thousand times (thousand times)

(Who is it?) And it doesn't seem to matter And it doesn't seem right 'Cause the will has brought Still I cry alone at night Don't you judge of my composure Somebody hurt my soul And she promised me forever

All day I dream about sex All day I dream about fuckin' All day I dream about sex, and All day I dream about sex, yes Honestly somehow it always seems that I'm dreaming of Something I could never be It doesn't matter to me cause I will always be that

Why does it really matter 'Cause when the lights go out, it only gets better Then the rest doesn't really matter You know it doesn't really matter That I always seem to forget Where I put my keys, my hat and my coat We're searching for your sun glasses