Die By My Own Hand

Sex and the City and Indian food
Well, I never tried 'em, not until you
But it’s lookin' like you left me with some habits I can’t break
I feel kinda guilty whenever I cuss
And I lay in bed at night and I think about us
Maybe it’s because of all the love you taught me how to make
You changed me, baby
And given enough time, girl, you might have saved me
But then again you might have just gone crazy
Tryin' to love a music man
Well, don’t worry, honey
I understand why you went runnin' from me
I guess, I really should have seen it comin'
I’ll always die by my own hand
Ran into your daddy last Saturday night
I finally admitted he might have been right
Oh, all the times he told me that you’re just too good for me
You changed me, baby
And given enough time, girl, you might have saved me
But then again you might have just gone crazy
Tryin' to love a music man
Well, don’t worry, honey
I understand why you went runnin' from me
I guess, I really should have seen it comin'
I’ll always die by my own hand
You changed me, baby
And given enough time, girl, you might have saved me
But then again you might have just gone crazy
Tryin' to love this music man
Well, don’t worry, honey
I understand why you went runnin' from me
I guess, I really should have seen it comin'
I’ll always die by my own hand
Girl, I don’t blame you for nothin'