First thing in the morning, I wake up next to her And I think of you Staring down the barrel of another day Of things that I can't do I can't hold the hand I wanna hold Kiss the lips I wanna kiss I'm craving every inch of you, like a cigarette First thing in the morning, I wake up next to her And I think of you And I can't stop this awful feeling Yeah I feel it all the time I'm staring at the ceiling 'cause I can't look her in the eye And I know that she loves me And I wanna love her too I don't know what the hell to do About me, her, and You ain't coming back And I'm not moving on She ain't got a clue what's going on What the hell is wrong with me? And God damn her memory Holds me like a prison, haunts me like a ghost I can't stop this awful feeling Yeah I feel it all the time I'm staring at the ceiling 'cause I can't look her in the eye And I know that she loves me And I wanna love her too I don't know what the hell to do About me, her, and you