I can't get out of bed today, or get you off my mind,
I just can't seem to find a way to leave the love behind.
I ain't tripping, I'm just missing you,
You know what I'm saying, you know what I mean.
You kept me hanging on a string, why you make me cry?
I tried to give you everything, but you just gave me lies.
I ain't tripping, I'm just missing you,
You know what I'm saying, you know what I mean.
Every now and then, when I'm all alone,
I've been wishing you would call me on the telephone.
Say you want me back, but you never do,
I feel like such a fool, there's nothing I can do, I'm such a fool for you.
I can't take it, what am I waiting for?
My heart's still breaking, I miss you even more.
And I can't fake it, the way I could before,
I hate you, but I love you, I can't stop thinking of you,
It's true, I'm stuck on you.
My love's a broken record that's been skipping in my head,
I keep singing "Yesterday", why we got to play these games we play?
I ain't tripping, I'm just missing you,
You know what I'm saying, you know what I mean.
Every now and then, when I'm all alone,
I've been wishing you would call me on the telephone.
Say you want me back, but you never do,
I feel like such a fool
I can't take it, what am I waiting for?
My heart's still breaking, I miss you even more.
And I can't fake it the way I could before,
I hate you, but I love you, I can't stop thinking of you,
It's true, I'm stuck on you.
Every now and then, when I'm all alone,
I've been wishing you would call me on the telephone.
Say you want me back, but you never do,
I feel like such a fool, there's nothing I can do, I'm such a fool for you.
I can't take it, what am I waiting for?
My heart's still breaking, I miss you even more.
And I can't fake it the way I could before,
I hate you, but I love you, I can't stop thinking of you,
I hate you, but I love you, I can't stop thinking of you,
Don't know what to do, I'm stuck on you.
compositores: Kevin Kadish, Stacie Orrico
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