And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts I'm just lucky to have the work But I thank God for the work When I get home from work Sunday morning I'm too tired to go to church I'll call up all my friends And we'll go bust up something beautiful

Baby when you got a secret love Every little touch is not enough Every little moment we're apart is pain to me Maybe we can find some hideaway Everybody knows but who can say When do I cry This breakin' heart Just hurts me more When we're apart

We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on the stove, to see if I still bleed Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free Some day, some day I've been tryin' to make you love me But everything I try just takes you further from