When I wake up I'm willing to take my chances on
the hope that you hate him
more than you notice I wrote this for you
You need him, I could be him
I could be an accident but I'm still trying
and that's more than I can say for him
Where is your boy tonight, I hope he is a gentleman
Maybe he won't find out what I know,
you were the last good thing about this part of town
Someday I'll appreciate in value
get off my ass and call you
but for the meantime I'll sport my brand new fasion
of waking up with this on at 4 in the afternoon
