What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it? What's gonna be left of the world, oh? Every minute of every hour, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, oh.

I don't know if you wanted me to sing or not, but I'll sing, okay. You look so perfect standing there in my American Apparel underwear. And I know now that I'm so down.

Love, love, love me, love, won't you love me, won't you, love

Don't call me again, you're drunk and you're bent Driving home under the influence You scared me to death, but I'm wasting my breath Cause you ain't listening to your fucking I don't relate to you I don't relate to you, no Cause I never treat me this shitty You make me hate this city

oh it's so sad to think about the good times you and I cuz baby now we got bad blood you know we are darling

Oh, I, I, I, I know a lot is going on, girl please tell me, I'll let you be, are you still with me or not?

Cause I, I, I don't know how to feel But someday I might

I walked into your daycare for the last time in a row You stopped trying to start a fire with matches in the snow Where you can't seem to hold me, can't seem to let me go So I can't find surrender, I can't keep control You tell me inside out, you walk the outside in You spin me around, you ask me not to spin You say you wanna be alone, and you want children You wanna be with me, you wanna be with him