Countin' on my fingers
Countin' on my toes
Slippin' through your fingers
Watchin' how it grows
You can love me baby but you can't walk out
Someone oughta tell you what it's really all about
Do you ever wonder
Do you ever hate
Six feet under
Someone who can wait
You can love me baby but you can't walk out
Someone oughta tell you
Oughta tell you what it's really all about
You're never gonna make it baby
Oohh you're never gonna
Make it babe
Make it babe
Make it babyCountin' on my fingers
Countin' on my toes
Slippin' through the ringer
Watchin' how it goes
You can love me baby but you can't walk out
Someone oughta tell you what it's really all about
Buy another fixture
Tell another lie
Paint another picture
See who's surprised
You can love me baby but you can't walk out
Someone oughta
Someone oughta tell you what it's reallly all about
You're never gonna make it baby
Oohh you're never gonna make it baby
Oohh you're never gonna
Make it babe
Make it babe
Make it babyYou can love me baby but you can't walk out
You can love me baby but you can't walk out
You can love me baby but you can't walk outSomeone oughta someone oughta
Someone oughta someone oughta
Someone oughta someone oughta
Someone oughta someone oughtaYou can love me baby but you can't walk outSomeone oughta tell you
Oughta tell you what it's really all about
Songwriters
LINDSEY BUCKINGHAMPublished by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.