Expectations Prom Queen, Miss America In the backseat in a pair of cuffs Never be Miss America Baby, innocence one day gonna be decadence Sixteen, little runaway From the Five-O and you got away

As the crow flies baby, well I ain?t so far from you In a dream last night, where I heard you call my name Well you don?t know baby how I miss your sweet caress But since I don?t have wings, I can?t get home as fast as I want to Well I took it as an omen

'Cause I'm missing my baby (missing my baby) Said I'm about to go crazy (about to go crazy) 'Cause I been needin' you lately (needing you lately) It's driving me crazy (it's driving me crazy) I'm goin' outta my head and all the things that I said I wish

As long as you're in it Wherever we go, whatever we do As good as it gets, gets better with you As long as you're in it, girl So baby let's ride There ain't nothing missing in this life I'm living It's just an old '88 four door, banged out floorboard A

These are better days baby Better days are shining through Better days with a girl like you There's better days shining through Are better days it's true Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening To the hours and minutes tickin' away Yeah just

Standing in the rain Milk carton mug-shot baby Missing since 1983 Twenty years of dirty needles So if you see me will you just drive on by Or will I catch the twinkle inside your eye And did you want me? Well I guess I want you Oh pretty baby how could

Give you the whole world, I'ma need space I'ma need space, I'ma, I'ma need You know I'm a star; space, I'ma need space I'ma need space, I'ma, I'ma need space (N-A-S-A) I'd rather be alone tonight And when I miss you, it'll change the way I kiss you Baby,

Hey, how ya doin'? Sorry you can't get through You called, I missed it Why don't you leave your name and your number? So long, baby, I'm gone You called, I missed it, You called, and I missed it, Never get back in, tired of listenin' Why don't you leave

I miss missing you now and then Baby, you were my picket fence Now and then Chlorine kissed summer skin Sometimes before it gets better The darkness gets bigger The person that you’d take a bullet for is behind the trigger Oh, we’re fading fast Don’t

You might hear it on the radio. Baby you never know, But it's gonna be just about you and me, How much I miss you. You're the one that got away. You're gonna hear your song someday. And then I'll write you a song. Girl, I'm gonna warn ya, I'm leaving