Well it's getting colder and you're getting distant and I just keep thinkin that I never meant it to be like this (to be like this) You know what comes next (so do I) You're begging for a way to gracefully bow out and say goodnight It's worse than you think On your way home you should have known you never listen to me I'm only complaining to keep myself busy sweetie I'm only complaining to keep myself busy sweetie I can't say I blame you but I wish that I could I'm sick of writing every song about you Don't call my name out your window I'm leaving Don't call my name out your window I'm sick of writing every song I'm sick of writing every song about you Should have gone on your way home I'm sick of writing every song I'm sick of writing every song about you Should have gone on your way home I'm sick of writing every song I'm sick of writing every song about you Should have gone on your way home I'm sick of writing every song I'm sick of writing every song about you Don't call my name out your window I'm leaving Don't call my name out your window I'm leaving