또내가뭘(내가뭘) 내가뭘(내가뭘) 내가뭘 잘못했니 툭하면 삐지고(삐져서) 지치고(지치는) 내맘을 알아줘 (있잖아 Baby) 너 뿐인걸 내가슴뛰게하는 한사람 (알잖아 Baby) 나도 오직 너뿐인걸 우리그냥 사랑하게해주세요 둘이싸우지않게 해주세요 때론 의심하고 다투지만 그래도(그래도)그래도 널 사랑해 아직어린 나지만 (지만) 나를믿어줄래 언제까지까지나 (너만 사랑할래) 사랑하게해주세요 영원토록 나약속할께 짬깐이라도 연락이 안되면 답답해 답답해 답답해 답답해 왜이래(왜이래) 친구들 만나러나가면 불안해 불안해 불안해 불안해 왜불안해해 (있잖아Baby)Don't be afraid 니가 씌운 콩깍지때문에 (알잖아Baby)너밖에 모르는 걸 나 난 너뿐야 우리그냥 사랑하게해주세요 둘이싸우지않게 해주세요 때론 의심하고 다투지만 그래도(그래도)그래도 널 사랑해 아직어린 나지만 (지만) 나를믿어줄래 언제까지까지나 (너만 사랑할래) 사랑하게해주세요 영원토록 나약속할께 우린 항상 니가 더잘해 아니 니가 더잘해 항상 이렇게 싸우고 늘 화내며 말해 다시 니가 나쁜짓 또 내가 더 나쁜짓 따지지말고 제발 우리 Yeah 우리그냥 사랑하게해주세요 둘이싸우지않게 해주세요 때론 의심하고 다투지만 그래도(그래도)그래도 널 사랑해 아직어린 나지만 (지만) 나를믿어줄래 언제까지까지나 (너만 사랑할래) 사랑하게해주세요 영원토록 나약속할께 우리그냥 사랑하게해주세요 둘이싸우지않게 해주세요 때론 의심하고 다투지만 그래도(그래도)그래도 널 사랑해

I saw you in my dreams last night And I felt the need to call you up I've been trying to get you off my mind Or maybe I just miss your voice Slow your road Don't get too gassed I'm not yours No feels, it's just us I told you not to fall in love I don't know what you see in me You lot always fall so hard But never mind, it's not that deep Slow your road Don't get too gassed I'm not yours No feels, it's just us Let's keep it chilled It's just us I'm just being real, 'cause I like it when It's just us No strings attached It's just us I just don't need the stress No feels, it's just us I don't mean to sound too harsh I don't really wanna par you off Part of me hopes I'll be yours And I really want this to last Slow your road Don't get too gassed I'm not yours No feels, it's just us Let's keep it chilled It's just us I'm just being real, 'cause I like it when It's just us No strings attached It's just us I just don't need the stress No feels, it's just us Maybe if you play your cards right You could be the king and I could be queen I could be the melody and you'll be the beat, you'll be the beat Only you and me I'm hoping that you play your cards right You could be the king and I could queen I could be the melody and you'll be the beat, you'll be the beat Let's keep it chilled It's just us I'm just being real, 'cause I like it when It's just us No strings attached It's just us I just don't need the stress No feels, it's just us

I was thinkin' 'bout you crossin' southern Alberta Canola fields on a July day About the same chartreuse as that '69 Bug You used to drive around San Jose Never knew where my old white Lincoln might take me Party on wheels with suicide doors Bring the kids and the dogs and your grandma, too We always had room for more 'Til that white-knuckle ride back from Santa Cruz Second-best surfer on the Central Coast Had you wrapped up all the way back to Los Gatos And I coulda cut his throat And it wasn't like we were an item to start with It had no basis in fact But the whiskey could push me to sudden extremes I don't want to think about that I don't want to think about that Take my hand, Marie Take a death grip on some part of me Keep me from driftin' far out to sea Or I'll be lost out there We all filtered away with the days gettin' shorter Seekin' our place in the greater scheme Kids and careers and a vague sense of order A-bustin' apart at the seams I heard you switched coasts, moved in with your sister I doubt you'd have called it "familial bliss" We met up in Brooklyn before it went hipster You carried your keys in your fist In a way-back corner of a cross-town bus We were hidin' out under my hat Cashin' in on a thirty-year crush You can't be young and do that You can't be young and do that Take my hand, Marie Take a death grip on some part of me Keep me from driftin' far out to sea Or I'll be lost out there Or I'll be lost out there I was thinkin' 'bout you crossin' southern Alberta Canola fields at harvest time Looked like tumbleweeds all raked up into rows In brown rusty contour lines And there's not much movin' on the romance radar Not that I'm cravin' it all that much But I still need to feel every once in a while The warmth of a smile and a touch In a way-back corner of a cross-town bus We were hidin' out under my hat Cashin' in on a thirty-year crush You can't be young and do that You can't be young and do that You can't be young and do that You can't be young and do that Take my hand, Marie Take a death grip on some part of me Keep me from driftin' far out to sea Or I'll be lost out there Or I'll be lost out there I'll be lost out there

The in-laws are waiting the games have begun The cell phone keeps ringing

The hurricane party's windin' down And we're all waitin' for the end And I don't want another drink I only want that last one again He gave me such a fine glow, smokin' slow Now I should probably be homeward-bound There's just no one to talk to when the lines go down I guess that in the morning I'll go Lookin' for my grey-striped cat My old house can take the weather So I'm not too concerned about that It was built to take the wind back in nineteen-and-ten When this was one damned fine town But now there's no one to talk to when the lines go down Candles flickered on the back bar And the building was shakin' with the wind I bought a whiskey for the gypsy And she turned my leather back into skin Just a fleeting sense of that rare suspense I once thought made the world go round But now there's no one to talk to when the lines go down Open up your back screen door Let me see your face once more My hands are cold and my feet so sore And I can't go on this way And the thoughts come too fast And too many to keep count Best just to let 'em on through Now I'm breaking those ol' glass insulators with my old 22 Off the telephone polls as a half dollar rolls Across the knuckles of a rodeo clown There's just no one to talk to when the lines go down My one great love, my God, I can feel her still She ran off to California and now she's living In those Hollywood hills With some bullfrog prince I've not seen her since Though she calls when he's out of town And there's no one to talk to when the lines go down Open up your back screen door Let me in your space once more I was looking for an easy score But it just don't work that way Some insurance man biker Is yellin' out for one more beer But a part-time pirate just can't get Much respect around here We got our problems too Man we'll get to you In just a minute, sit your drunk ass down Yeah, there's no one to talk to when the lines go down Now there's water up past the wheel wells of my Ford And I don't guess that it'll run But I left a pack of Winston's on the dash Could you fetch 'em for me son? The morning's first cigarette, that's as good as it gets All day, I should know by now That there's no one to talk to when the lines go down