Buy me a rose, call me from work Open a door for me, what would it hurt Show me you love me by the look in your eyes These are the little things I need the most in my life He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants A three car garage, her own

If you're looking for love Know that love don't live here anymore He left with my heart They both walked through that door, without me If you're trying to find pity well you need to look somewhere else 'Cause I surely can't help you I'm hurting myself

For the good times Don't look so sad I know it's over But life goes on and this world keeps on turning, yeah Let's just be glad, we have this time to spend together There is no need to watch the bridges that were burning Lay your head on my pillow hold

"Got so much to do. Huh, honey?" "Yes, definitely. I'm just..." "Well, look, again, if you need mom to come out there for a week..." "I don't think that needing, like, mothering." "No, no, not mothering. Organizing. Or doing, doing tasks." "Yes, right."

If you could see me now, you'd know how blue I've been One look is all you'd need to see the mood I'm in. Perhaps then you'd realize I'm still in love with you. If you could see me now, you'd find me being brave And trying awfully hard to make my tears

Leavin' thoughts inside my head Well now since you put it that way I should get up and leave But you're givin' me that look, baby That says you're up to no good maybe And you're whispering into my neck If I need to I'll go darlin' But what if I stay What

Mother fucker it's a perfect crime Kickin' back in the shadows Got no need for the light Who's sorry now old timer Look at how you've spent your life Scroungin' for change To put some money in your pocket My how scratch does burn Laughin' at the fuckers

I've recognized the glow of your low beams numerous times I'll be by the Batphone if you need to get a hold Making a selection Opening credits roll Panoramic windows looking out across your soul I want an interesting synonym To describe this thing That

Don't make me close one more door I don't want to hurt anymore Stay in my arms if you dare Or must I imagine you there Don't walk away from me I have nothing, nothing, nothing I don't really need to look Very much further I don't want to have to go

But that's history That's the way it was Gold, when you see me Hi, if you need me Babe, that's the way it was Now, look at where we are Everything we've done That's the history