Baby itÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's been quiet here without you
Since our love split up and parted ways
I just watch the time pass by the hour
And the hazy nights turn into days
Guess you think that IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'm some kinda moron
Guess youÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ've told your friends that IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'm a freak
Guess youÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ've told them all about my secrets
Guess youÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ've made them think that IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'm so weak
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about the weather
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about the crime
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about elvis
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about the times
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame that the stories
You have heard of me are true
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a damn shame but most of all
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'm losing you
Oh itÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a damn shame about you
Baby does it ever make you wonder
How we ever came to get this far
Living in a time warp with a nosebleed
Nothing ever seemed to be too hard
Baby are you happy where you are now
Let me know ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'cos I have no idea
You should know I love you ÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'til it kills me
But youÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ're better off without old me
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about the weather
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about the crime
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about elvis
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about the times
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame that the stories
You have heard of me are true
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a damn shame but most of all
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'm losing you
Oh itÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a damn shame about you
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's such a damn old shame
And here we go again
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's such a damn old shame
We got ourselves to blame
Hauling ourselves through pain
We got it going again
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's such a damn old shame
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about the weather
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about the crime
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about elvis
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame about the times
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame that the stories
You have heard of me are true
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a damn shame but most of all
ItÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a shame IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ'm losing you
Oh itÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ's a damn shame about you