Lyrics

Made myself a list Of all the ways to not be kissed Now I crush it in my fist Because she thought of another one She's got me wonderin' why Anyone would feel compelled to die Maybe to leave this world For a better one Baby I miss you Tell me what did I do Gimme just another moment or two alone I'll be comin' home I guess I always thought This life was the only one I got And even if it's not It's probably just as good as any She's got me thinkin' twice The next one's probably awful nice If that's where she's at I betcha that it's mighty pretty Baby I miss you Tell me what did I do Gimme just another moment or two alone I'll be comin' home I draw myself a bath Daylight is fadin' fast She knows I generally prefer a shower If you find our note You can read the words we wrote Don't shed tears And don't send any flowers Baby I miss you Tell me what did I do Gimme just another moment or two alone I'll be comin' home I made myself a list Of all the ways to not be kissed Now I crush it in my fist
Writer(s): Chris Bullinger Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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