Well it's getting colder and you're getting distant and I just keep thinkin that I never meant it to be like this (to be like this) You know what comes next (so do I) You're begging for a way to gracefully bow out and say goodnight It's worse than you think On your way home, you should have known you never listen to me I'm only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie I'm only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie I can't say I blame you but I wish that I could I'm sick of writing every song about you So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me