Do you believe in life after love I can feel something inside me say I really don't think you're strong enough I don't need you anymore No matter how hard I try You keep pushing me aside And I can't break through There's no talking to you It's so sad

It just come natural And I love you It's what I was born to do Don't have to think it through Baby, it's so easy loving you Sun shines, clouds rain Train whistles blow and guitars play Preachers preach, farmers plow Wishes go up, and the world goes round

Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense You just want your ex to see, ex to see I

Yeah but baby you're the one I need to stay Got a few bad habits babe Before you cause my little heart to break And my drinking baby I can cut down on it too I got to cut you lose now baby Cut down on my smoking babe Cut down on my smoking babe yeah

When I talk about it Reasons only knew But it's you I fell into It carries on Aries or treasons Big me to talk about it I could stand to prove If we can get around it

And I'm leaving the light on the stairs No I'm not scared; I wait for you Hey Jesse, it's lonely, come home. Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed Where we slept; now it's growing cold. Jesse your face, in the place where we lay By the hearth, all

Come on let me change your ticket home Don't go, it's not the same when you're gone You should probably stay, probably stay, a couple more days You should probably stay, be with me, a couple more days And it's not good to be all alone And you say it's

What have I got to do to make you love me What do I do when lightning strikes me What have I got to do to be heard, It's sad (so sad) What have I got to do to make you care, And I wake to find that you're not there? What have I got to do to make you want

Yeah, I know it's a good life But I gotta keep moving Fall asleep in a comfort of nest The room is yellow and the windows are deadest white I smell the ghost of your dinner And the space heat is going like a miniature gate to hell I hear the dogs as I

Gina, I know that I felt fine But I need a helpline to kill this fever Think I'm off my head It's 25 past 10 and again I'm all alone Can't remember what I said But I bet it went something like, something like I know what I felt, would you send me a