I've loved everything about you that hurts
So let me see your moves
Let me see your moves
Lips pressed close to mine
True blue

But the prince of any failing empire knows that
everybody wants
Everybody wants to drive on through the night if it's
the drive back home

Things aren't the same anymore
Some nights it gets so bad
I almost pick up the phone

Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns
I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this
house in your shoes
I know it's strange

It's a strange way of saying that I know "I'm supposed
to love you"
"I'm supposed to love you"

Whoa-oh-oh

I've already given up on myself twice
Third time is the charm
Third time is the charm

Threw caution to the wind but I've got a lousy arm
And I've traced your shadows on the wall
Now I kiss them whenever I'm down, whenever I'm down

Just kind of figured on not figuring myself out

Things aren't the same anymore
Some nights it gets so bad
I almost pick up the phone

Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns
I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this
house in your shoes
I know it's strange

It's a strange way of saying that I know "I'm supposed
to love you"
"I'm supposed to love you"

Whoa-oh-oh

I was born under a bad sign
But you saved my life
That night on the roof of your hotel
Cross my heart and hope to die splinter from the
headboard in my eye
Photo-proofed kisses I remember so well

Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns
I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this
house in your shoes
I know it's strange

It's a strange way of saying that I know "I'm supposed
to love you"
"I'm supposed to love you"

Whoa-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh


BY: GCA MARCUS