She'll probably call me up, and ask me how I've been
Try to get the past stirred back up again.
She'll comment on my voice and I'll listen through her tears,
then she's going to ask can I come over there?
and I'll let her.
She'll do that little tap line (?) like she does on my front door,
I'll take a long, deep breath cause I know what's in store.
We'll have a couple drinks, start to reminisce
She'll move in nice and close and try to steal a kiss,
and I'll let her.
Knowing that the pleasure isn't really worth the pain,
I'd trade a night of sunshine for a hundred days of rain,
She'll paint a pretty life of me and her together,
Even though I know better,
I'll let her.
She'll start to (?) her hard lips against my skin,
Before the night is through she'll call my name again,
She wants to keep me close on the nights when she's alone,
In the morning she'll just want to let me go,
and I'll let her.
Knowing that the pleasure isn't really worth the pain,
I'd trade a night of sunshine for a hundred days of rain,
She'll paint a pretty life of me and her together,
Even though I know better,
I'll let her.
She'll probably call me up, ask me how I've been
Try to get the past all stirred back up again.