Can I call you in the morning
Or is the afternoon alright
Yeah the night is young and eveybody's taking somebody home
While I lay in bed right here next to my phone
Ah oh no
The flowers in your hair they sure look pretty
It's easy to tell all your vanity shows
You drag em along like their your dogs on a leash
And you treat em unkind but then they'll never know
Ah oh no
And will it ever come by again
Or have I bit that hand that feeds far too many times
When you're not here yeah I can pretend
But honey why why am I yours but you're not mine
I'm waiting on something that I'll never have
Looks like I'm day dreaming and planning all my weeks away
I'll look like an ass just to please you one more time
It's not like you cared any old way
And will it ever come by again
Or have I bit that hand that feeds far too many times
When you're not here yeah I can pretend
But baby why why am I yours but you're not mine