Oh I like you too and to tell you the truth That wasn't my chair after all. Well excuse me, but I think you've got my chair, No that one's not taken, I don't mind if you sit here, I'll be glad to share. Yea it's usually, packed here on Friday nights, Oh

Why I got you on my mind Why I got you on my mind (you think you know somebody) Why I got you on my mind (but my heart don't understand) You don't mess with love, you mess with the truth Poured it down, so I poured it down And now I don't understand it

But no flame burns forever, oh no You and I both know this all too well And most don't even last the night One last time Just one last time With the twilight No they don't, they say they don't Without holding back my mind Oh babe, meet me in Tompkins

We should be friends I don't know you well but I know that look On losing sleep and gaining weight On pain and shame and crazy trains Oh, we should be friends If your mind's as cluttered as your kitchen sink If your heart's as empty as your diesel tank

Is it in you to be honest? Say what it is you’re trying to say But if you lie to me again Honest, honest I'll be the one that walks away Is it in you to be honest? We don’t communicate, can you not say what’s on your mind? And I see it every day you hide

I might need me some ventilation A little vacation, Houstonfornication Mind redefine new renovations Space coupe back out of the space station Ain't never freein' up and never let y'all, man We always forgive, but don't forget easily (oh, no) Cut my

It's always messin' It's always messin' my mind It's a bad obsession So who you foolin' Don't try ta give me a line But I already left you and you're better off left behind But I can't stop thinkin' 'bout doin' it one more time

But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me Is the answer to the question on your mind And I'm sick of all my judges But I know that I can make it As long as somebody takes me home (Every now and then) Nobody ever had a dream 'round here

You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your F me pumps And the men

I know it's true Blame it on my misplaced heart But what's the use I been losing time And it's a precious thing I don't watch my back much lately It's funny how I see, everything Twisted and turning in the breeze You made your mind up