Miss that normal everyday shit
Shopping for groceries Saturday shit
Miss goin to the movies
When your off day was on Tuesday
Miss making you coffee
Cream and sugar as you like
I miss waking up, then making love
And you'd still get to work on time
But now I'm on the couch, you on the bed
And I been thinking bout those things I said
Broken bottles in the kitchen
We can't maintain this way of living
How we gonna work it out
When all we ever do is shout
If you'd just pick my heart up off the floor
I'll do what I can to stop breaking yours
How we gonna make up
When we don't make love no more
How we gonna hold on
When we don't hold hands anymore
So who's this in your living room
Is he supposed to take my place
I'm sorry that I let you down
I guess you got to fill that space
How we gonna make up
When we don't make love no more
How we gonna hold on
When we don't hold hands anymore
