Stick

He kicked back on the sofa, put his feet up
And poured himself a drink
She stood in front of the ball game and said
«Don't you ever think?
I’m trying to save our lives
I’m trying to open your eyes
But you just sit there and pretend
You’re not missing a thing»
He jumped up with a six pack and headed for the door
And to the car
She hollered for him to come back in
And she headed down the hall
Grabbed a suitcase and threw it on the bed
Started crying and she bowed her head
She thought love was what it was all about
But she ain’t learnin' a thing
«Why must you act the way you do?
Why can’t you believe in me and you?
Is there something wrong with me
That makes you act the way you do?
Do you desire to kiss me
Do you ever really miss me?»
Some simple questions
Answer now or it’s on to the next one
Sixty-five in a school zone
Thinkin' 'bout the wife he left at home
Old memories were pounding into his head
He stopped to use the phone
«I'm truly sorry for what I’ve done
I swear to God that you’re the only one
And if you’d only let me come back home
I’d love to be there for you»
«Why must I act the way I do?
Why can’t I believe in me and you?
Is there something wrong with me
That makes me act the way I do?
Yes I desire to kiss you
And I always miss you»
Some simple questions
Answer now «you're the only one»