Preaching To The Choir

What's that ring around your finger Is that a hickey on your neck Swipe my card, I'll buy the bar I'll get drunk 'till I forget I've been running around too With the ex-lovers blues In deeper lanes he still cares That's the difference, him and you So don't tell me You want a different kind of fire Boy, you're preaching to the choir And if you tell me There's someone who takes you higher Boy, you're just preaching to the choir I know you got lonely I know you got lonely I guess I got lonely too Still talking shit behind my back Hope that you can drop the act Can we be friends At least pretend That there ain't no turning back No need to tell me You want a different kind of fire Boy, you're preaching to the choir And if you tell me There's someone who takes u higher Boy, you're just preaching to the choir I know you got lonely I know you got lonely I guess I got lonely too I know you got lonely I know you got lonely I guess I got lonely too No need to tell me (Tell me) Boy, you're preaching to the choir And if you tell me (Tell me) Boy, you're just preaching to the choir No need to tell me You want a different kind of fire Boy, you're preaching to the choir And if you tell me There's someone who takes you higher Boy, you're just preaching to the choir I know you got lonely (I know you got) I know you got lonely (I know you got) I guess I got lonely too I know you got lonely I know you got lonely I guess I got lonely too