Bet you wanna be my everything
Bet you couldn't wait to get me home
But I don't know
Sara never said anything
About making love but don't you know
I think I'm yours
And across the room
You're looking out for something
Like you're hoping soon
That someone might walk by
With a leather jacket
Hair cut short or something
Or a princess with the look
That gets you high
Meant the world to me and everything
When you called me up and said "U Home?"
Three knocks on the door
Well I couldn't grasp the irony
Singing Bonnie Raitt won't make your heart
Feel something it won't
In the empty room
You're talking like we're nothing
And I'm sweating something
Terrible by now
Then the stutter comes
And turns my words to ashes
Now I know you'd rather
Be with her right now