I won't ask you for nothing
So don't ha**le me, sweet-thing
You sit in the yard while I comb your hair
Your bags and guitar wait out on the stairs
So when I'm weak, I won't ask for tear sympathy
And when I weep, just act like you don't hear me
You can pretend that I don't pay the rent
While you and your friends get faded and bent
But in spite of my desire to please
Babe, I'm gonna have to leave
And I'm sorry
That you can say
The two words that might make me stay
I guess I understand now that I have a band
Can't meet demands from the seat of a van
So I can't be bummed when you don't come home
I wasn't stunned you didn't answer your phone
You were right
You didn't try
The day my cat died
Sigh sigh sigh
No I don't need no more grief
But babe, I'm gonna have to leave
And I'm sorry
That you don't know
The two words that won't make me go
Between the tattoo's, your band, and the weed
You leave no you to be a man for my needs
And if everything you do is k**er
From no plans to cans of miller
Well yes I guess it only made our love iller
And iller till it died
Sigh sigh sigh
I hate to see our lived unweave
But, babe, I'm gonna have to leave
And I'm sorry
That you never found
The two words that might'v kept me around