Don't you come back I don't hold a grudge I, oh, don't apologize Don't apologize I just know if the feeling's right Don't apologize, mhm-mhm I just know if the feeling's right, hmm I don't care if you say that you're sorry I know she's right

I was thinking she would come over, stay over Wake up hungover, still head over heels for me Thought it was something we could talk over, drink over Then it would be over, back to how it used to be No, but it's the kind where the sheets get colder And

A day in the life of a fool A sad and a long lonely day I walk the avenue and hope I'll run into The welcome sight of you coming my way I stop just across from your door But you're never home any more So back to my room and there in the gloom I cry tears

She ain't never coming back! My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac Baby, baby, won't you hear my plea? Yes, she did She said, "Hey, come here, Daddy" "I ain't never comin' back" C'mon, sugar, just come on back to me She said, "Balls to you, Big Daddy"

But mama just wants to barrel house all night long I was up the road on easy street Watching everybody stand around and cheat A man comes up and says Move along back to the corner where you belong I hear the city singing like a siren choir Some fool

I've been down this road just searchin' for the end And it don't go nowhere, it just brings you back again Leaves you lonely and cold, standin' on the shoulder But you've come too far to go back home So you're walkin' on a nowhere road There's a road in

Some rules I cannot break The ghost is supposed to love Then why do I feel pain 'Cause nothing is for keeps You just can't hold a cloud The shape will always change Then one day come back down You showed me when you came Night falls on us either way

We're a garage band (oh, oh, oh) We come from garageland (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Back in the garage Back in the garage with my bullshit detector Carbon monoxide making sure it's effective People ringing up making offers for my life I just want to stay

Gotta get to me, gotta get to me You gotta spread your wings and start flying Like a drop of rain, gotta find the way Don't hit the brakes, just come and crash through my horizon Bring back the air, I need to breathe, baby You gotta get to me The night

That may be all I need In darkness, she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do That someday it would lead me back to you And I never want to leave Sunday