You know I want you It's not a secret I try to hide Say you were made to be mine No one could say what we get to be You know you want me So don't keep saying our hands are tied You claim it's not in the cards And faith is pulling you miles away And out

If you give me another chance I won't let you down I know I hurt you But I'm saying now And you should know that I'm not gonna hold back This time around Never said 'I love you' I wish that we could just talk

You know I want you It's not a secret I try to hide Say you were made to be mine No one could say what we get to be You know you want me So don't keep saying our hands are tied You claim it's not in the cards And faith is pulling you miles away And out

Baby, why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go I was counting on forever, now I'll never know It's like I'm looking from a distance, Standing in the background Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now, This can't be happening to me This is just a

I'm a busy man There's a little boy out in the driveway His basketball in hand Saying Daddy could we play a little one on one You pat him on the back and say not now son His sister's out on the sidewalk Setting up a lemonade stand Hey Daddy don't you

Now I'm feeling all wavy, yeah, I'm feeling amazing Please don't try to wake me, 'cause I'm on vacation You got me losing my mind Every night I pop another pill to sleep They keep saying there ain't nothing wrong with me For a while ain't no child with a

Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but Don't wanna think about you right now Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad And I'd show up at your house I was screaming at your door Saying "what the fuck is wrong with you?" I thought

You know I want you It's not a secret I try to hide No one can say what we get to be I know you want me So don't keep saying our hands are tied You claim it's not in the cards Fate is pulling you miles away And out of reach from me

Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, Couldn't be me, No not me Uh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow (Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin' something and you think they talking) (Bout you, you not quite sho' you know what I'm saying but

It's been over, I don't know why You're holding on when I'm not going I'm not going, I'm not going anywhere Well there's no suitcase by your front door. There's no saying goodbye. Ain't no motor out there running, idling in the drive. You don't have to