(1, 2, 3, 4). . Verse 1. I saw you Sunday, Monday . Hanging with your man again. You came a' back on a Tuesday . With that cold hard look of shame. . Chorus. Oh, I could love you. Better. B
Verse. It's 3 am, I'm calling in to tell you that without you here. I'm losing sleep. I'm losing sleep. Nervous, I'm around these lonely eyes, that's leaving me filled with fear. I'm losing sleep
(1, 2, 3, 4). . Verse 1. I saw you Sunday, Monday . Hanging with your man again. You came a' back on a Tuesday . With that cold hard look of shame. . Chorus. Oh, I could love you. Better. B
(1, 2, 3, 4). . Verse 1. I saw you Sunday, Monday . Hanging with your man again. You came a' back on a Tuesday . With that cold hard look of shame. . Chorus. Oh, I could love you. Better. B