Waiting for a surprise And he will feel like he's been there for hours And I can tell that he'll be there for life Sitting on the sea Soaking up the sun He is a real lover And making up the past Feeling up his girl

And if I recover Will you be my comfort? Or it can be over Or we can just leave it here So pick any number Choose any color I've got the answer Open the envelope Caught out cold, cold

Right behind the sofa Like one beer can One beer can Lying there on the floor You could see it from the door And Bobby, he discovered it Bobby threw a party His parents left town He told a few people who told a few people, word got around

And baby it said too much It didn't say enough 'Cause I'm waking up alone Missing that midnight kiss I can't promise you forever All I know is I still want you to come over And I'm stone cold sober I let the whiskey talk I got the feeling now

Just step right into my heart Come a little closer, don't tell me that it's over Work it out, work it out just next to nothing I can be your kind of lover We can work it out, let me show what I can do, I can be your kind of lover Now you say you're

They'll be so lonely, they could die You still can find some room For broken-hearted lovers To cry there in the gloom Well, they're so lonely Well, since my baby left me Well, I found a new place to dwell Well, it's down at the end of Lonely Street At

Can't you see I'm in recovery? I know you wanna say you're sorry Our room is dark, the blinds are shut tight And everything is still too much outside It may be over but not tonight I may be older but I still cry I can't stop sleeping in your clothes You

'Til we ain't strangers anymore It would be so easy We're not strangers anymore It might be hard to be lovers But it's harder to be friends Baby pull down the covers It's time you let me in Maybe light a couple candles I'll just go ahead and lock the door

Got a long list of ex-lovers They'll tell you I'm insane So it's gonna be forever Or it's gonna go down in flames You can tell me when it's over If the high was worth the pain 'Cause you know I love the players And you love the game 'Cause we're young

It's sad, so sad It's a sad, sad situation And it's getting more and more absurd Why can't we talk it over Oh it seems to me That sorry seems to be the hardest word What have I gotta do What have I gotta do to make you love me? What have I gotta do to