You walk around like you own the damn place
You talk like you know when they'll ask you to stay
When you get home, and you curl up
And you call up that guy that you hate cuz he ruined your life
Oh your life, changed your life
But I've got something to tell you, I'm gone
I'm packing my bags
I told you i'm leaving, don't get mad at that
So i don't wanna hear all the reasons it's a bad ideas
Baby just give me a year
I know that you want to pursue your life
But I don't have the time to sit around waiting on your reply
You say give me a year but that seems like so much time
What do you want me to say, of course I want you to stay
But I've got something to tell you, I'm gone
I'm packing my bags
I told you i'm leaving, don't get mad at that
So i don't wanna hear all the reasons it's a bad ideas
Baby just give me a year
January is the hardest, the coldest of all
By the time were in march, you've had enough
Say that you're out on our love
But I've got something to tell you, I'm gone
I'm packing my bags
I told you i'm leaving, don't get mad at that
So i don't wanna hear all the reasons it's a bad ideas
Baby just give me a year