When I wake up I'm willing to take my chances on

the hope that you hate him

more than you notice I wrote this for you

You need him, I could be him

I could be an accident but I'm still trying

and that's more than I can say for him

Where is your boy tonight, I hope he is a gentleman

Maybe he won't find out what I know,

you were the last good thing about this part of town

Someday I'll appreciate in value

get off my ass and call you

but for the meantime I'll sport my brand new fasion

of waking up with this on at 4 in the afternoon