Tell me you want me when you are talking with your eyes closed
Standing in line at the 7-11, buying those
Cigarettes and magazines
Couple 20s from the cash machine

Stumbled back to our apartment just down the street
You say you're sorry
And I wonder what that even means
No matter what you say to me
We know it wouldn't change a thing

So why, why, why you gotta mess me up?
Well I can't decide, but it hurts so bad
Oh yeah, it must be love
Love, love
It must be love
Love, love

When you are standing in the doorway of the bathroom trying not to cry
Three out of five says there's a baby coming up
And I don't even have a job
Oh will make it work with what we've got
I'm we're making promises that we can't keep
When you can't even tell me what it is you really need
I think that you are the only one
Who's ever been afraid of love

So why, why, why you gotta mess me up?
Well I can't decide, but it hurts so bad
Oh yeah, it must be love
Love, love
It must be love
Love, love

Why, why, why you gotta mess me up?
Well I can't decide, but it hurts so bad
Oh it must be
Why, why, why you gotta mess me up?
Well I can't decide, but it hurts so bad
Oh yeah, it must be love
Love, love
Must be love
Love, love