It was supposed to be Just a one night (one night) In and out and I'm out the door But she's got me sitting here At the red light Driving 'round looking out for her (looking out for her) So why am I sittin' here at the red light When you left (oh) I'm

Mr. Misunderstood Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) (I understand) I'm Mr. Misunderstood Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes Sitting in the back of the class, I was just like you Always left out, never fit in Owning that path you're walking in

Said you'd follow me anywhere But your eyes Tell me you won't be there I got to learn how to love without you I got to carry my cross without you Stuck in the middle and I'm just about to Figure it out without you And I'm done sitting home without you

I'm just a girl with a crush on you But I can't make you love me Is it my life or the things I do? Can't make you love me For a chance today, it's incomparable I might be sitting with the movie stars Don't care about money It doesn't give me half the

How would you feel, if I told you I loved you? It's just something that I want to do I'll be taking my time, spending my life Falling deeper in love with you So tell me that you love me too We were sitting in a parked car Stealing kisses in the front

I'm just sitting In my car and Waiting for my girl. Why don't you ask the kids at Tienanmen Square? Was fashion the reason why they were there? They disguise it, Hypnotize it. Television made you buy it. Waiting for my She's scared that I will take her

Well, your railroad gate You know I just can’t jump it Sometimes it gets so hard, you see I’m just sitting here beating on my trumpet With all these promises you left for me But where are you tonight, sweet Marie? Well, I waited for you when I was half

Sitting out in the drive I’m getting used to you not being there At church on Sunday night I’m getting used to the radio playing Without you singing along It’s just a little hard on me But I’m getting used to that old truck of yours But I’ll never get

And I just wanna tell you And I wish I could run to you. And I hope you know that every time I don't I bet this time of night you're still up. I bet you're tired from a long hard week. I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the

Love-hate-sex-pain It's complicating me sometimes This love-hate-sex-pain Is underestimating life In this life I'm me Just sitting here alone By the way I tried to say I'd be there Walk the silent emptiness