Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried Still I look to find a reason to believe If I listened long enough to you I'd find a way to believe that it's all true Someone like you makes it hard to live without somebody else Someone like you makes

I just can't let go, go Baby don't you worry, I don't know where to start Should I listen to the voices in my brain or my heart? I must find a way to say that when all is said and done I broke it down but your heart was sore It's gonna take much more to

Baby it’s not you it’s me It’s not you it’s me It’s not you It’s not you, not you it’s me Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh And I know I be trippin’ trippin’ But I need you to listen It’s not you, not you

Not a night goes by, I don't dream of wandering Through the home that might have been I listened to my pride when my heart cried out for you Now every day I wake again In a house that might have been a home, a home I mistook the warnings for wisdom From

'Cause I'd spend half this morning Thinking about the t-shirt you sleep in I should know 'Cause I'd spend all the whole day Listening to your message I’m keeping And never deleting In the morning when you wake up I like to believe you are thinking of me

You ain't gotta change, I do, I do Playing all the games I do, I do, I do I'm willing to change for you, it's true, so true 'Cause you ain't gotta change, I do, I do Listen, you gotta stop blaming yourself It's been your heart, been on my mind I'll take

If you love me, say so, if you love me say so Don't leave me here in the dark when it's hard to see Show me your heart, shed a light on me Are you even listening? Am I talking to myself again? And I know you don't owe me your love And I know that you

I spend my nights down on the wharf In unlit alleyways By the church downtown Where Sally prays Come down sometime We'll share a rusty can of corn... And listen to the radio I love you, I love you, it says...

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

Little man, you've had a busy day It's time to go to sleep now Listen to the jukebox softly play I know why you're crying I know why you're blue Someone took your kiddy car away Time to go to sleep now Someone took your marbles Tell you what we'll do