Sweet emotion You talk about things that nobody cares You're wearing out things that nobody wears You're calling my name but I gotta make clear I can't say baby where I'll be in a year When some sweet hog mama with a face like a gent Said my get up and

Baby, you can go or you can stay But I wanna love you either way We can't just go on like this Say the word, we'll call it quits We pass in the hall on our way to separate rooms The only time we'll ever talk is when the monthly bills are due We go to

Whose rock? They call it 'Lover's rock' To make lover's rock You must know a place you can kiss Everybody knows it's a crying shame But nobody knows the poor baby's name When she forgot that thing that she had You must treat your lover girl right If you

You say I'm crazy 'Cause you don't think I know what you've done But when you call me baby I know I'm not the only one You and me we made a vow For better or for worse I can't believe you let me down But the proof is in the way it hurts For months on end

Ain't nothing like the real thing Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby No, no, ain't nothing like the real thing, baby Oh honey, I got your picture hangin' on the wall But it can't see or come to me when I call your name I realize it's just a picture

But now it's gone When you build your house Where everyone would love to drown It doesn't matter what for Then call me home Wait a minute baby Stay with me awhile Said you'd give me light

You say I'm crazy 'Cause you don't think I know what you've done But when you call me baby I know I'm not the only one You and me we made a vow For better or for worse I can't believe you let me down But the proof is in the way it hurts For months on end

When I see your light shine, I know I'm home We're going home If we make it or we don't, we won't be alone If you're waiting all your life, you won't ever go When I see your light shine I can't see you But I hear your call Baby, hold on now Wanna run

And when she call me I might pick up I pull up on her, paint a picture I know you want me to be witcha But, baby I can't take no pictures She want Balmain, baby them is small things I'm balling, I might pull up when she calling No small change, walking