I Don't Have a Name for It
Hey
We need to talk
You need to come inside out of the cold
Shut your mouth and rest your throat
Cause I seek some guidance
Cause I am still a bit confused
I'm on the hook so let me loose
I miss your face and your complex
I miss your lips and all of this I miss everything that I can't list
I'm doing well and I've been okay
Fresh out of jail and it's to late to make the same mistakes
So I'll sit home wait by the phone get drunk and sleep alone
Back and forth you are the sea and your ocean speaks to me Whitney
You rock me forward and I fall to pieces
You rock me back and I-you rock me back and I fall in deep
So go out and do what you do best
Put on your lowest low-cut dress
Show off your best assets your chest
And I'll just sit at home and watch TV
Maybe turn on some MTV
Or just pop in a DVD
You're light and soft you're soft and sweet you're sweet and dark you're dark and deep Whitney
Whitney
My mind goes crazy and my thoughts think maybe well this can't be too hard
So I drive off a cliff and I die when I hit, oh shit, I'm out of medication again
I'll sit home wait by the phone get drunk and a little stoned
We need to talk
You need to come inside out of the cold
Shut your mouth and rest your throat
Cause I seek some guidance
Cause I am still a bit confused
I'm on the hook so let me loose
I miss your face and your complex
I miss your lips and all of this I miss everything that I can't list
I'm doing well and I've been okay
Fresh out of jail and it's to late to make the same mistakes
So I'll sit home wait by the phone get drunk and sleep alone
Back and forth you are the sea and your ocean speaks to me Whitney
You rock me forward and I fall to pieces
You rock me back and I-you rock me back and I fall in deep
So go out and do what you do best
Put on your lowest low-cut dress
Show off your best assets your chest
And I'll just sit at home and watch TV
Maybe turn on some MTV
Or just pop in a DVD
You're light and soft you're soft and sweet you're sweet and dark you're dark and deep Whitney
Whitney
My mind goes crazy and my thoughts think maybe well this can't be too hard
So I drive off a cliff and I die when I hit, oh shit, I'm out of medication again
I'll sit home wait by the phone get drunk and a little stoned
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Writer(s): James Mcgrath
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