What's Her Face?

well, I've been the boy on weekends
for convenience for the girl.
I've been wanted, never needed,
Just placed inside her world.
I ain't saying that it's right,
to walk right out her door.
But this girl standing in my room,
she blew me on my floor!
I just want you to know,
i'm never coming home, so baby don't
try tonight, to fight, and make it all right.
'Cause baby you won't.
Oh, please don't make excuses
think it's over, and they're useless.
You call and say you're sorry,
But i've got a pretty girl on hold.
Oh oo oo oo oo oh.
Well you told me that you love me,
and that was a mistake.
'Cause doesn't mean to give it all,
and tear it all away.
You know I hate to see you cry,
I'll probably shed a tear,
But don't you think for one whole second,
that i'm, staying here.
I just want you to know,
i'm never coming home, so baby don't
try tonight, to fight, and make it all right.
'Cause baby you won't.
Oh, please don't make excuses
think it's over, and they're useless.
You call and say you're sorry,
But i've got a pretty girl on hold.
Oh oo oo oo oo oh.
Did you think for a minute,
that we'ed call it quits?
And now that it's finished,
i'm done.
Of course it'll hurt,
when I tease and flirt.
But she's what I need and I want.
And now that i'm gone,
and life still goes on,
At we will know it was fun.
I sold the ring,
got rid of your things,
And the last time I sing you a song;
I just want you to know,
i'm never coming home, so baby don't
try tonight, to fight, and make it all right.
'Cause baby you won't.
I just want you to know,
i'm never coming home, so baby don't
try tonight, to fight, and make it all right.
'Cause baby you won't.
Oh, please don't make excuses
think it's over, and they're useless.
You call and say you're sorry,
But i've got a pretty girl on hold.
Oh oo oo oo oo oh.
a pretty girl on hold.
a pretty girl on hold.



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Writer(s): Christopher Taylor Thrash, John Patrick Roberts, Michael Sandford
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