Same bed, but it feels just a lit tle bit big ger now.

Our a song on the ra di o, but it don’t sound the same.

When our friends talk a bout you, all it does is just tear me down, made,

’cause my heart breaks a lit tle when I hear your name.

It all just sounds like, “Ooh,

hoo.”

Mm, too young, too dumb to re al ize

that I should ’ve bought you flow ers

and held your hand;

should ’ve gave you all my hours

when I had the chance;

take you to ev ’ry par ty, ’cause all you want ed to do was dance.

Now my ba by’s danc ing, but she’s danc ing with an oth er man.

My pride, my it e go, my needs and my self ish ways

caused a good strong the wom an like you to walk out my life.

When our Now I a nev er get to clean up the mess I’ve down, made,

and it haunts me a ev ’ry time I close my eyes.

It all just sounds like, “Ooh,

hoo.”

Mm, too young, too dumb to re al ize

that I should ’ve bought you flow ers

and held your hand;

should ’ve gave you all my hours

when I had the chance;

take you to ev ’ry par ty, ’cause all you want ed to do was dance.

Now my ba by’s danc ing, but she’s danc ing with an oth er man.

Al though it hurts,

I’ll be the first

to say that I was wrong.

Oh, I know I’m prob ’ly much too late to try and a pol o gize for my mis takes.

But I just want you to know,

I hope he buys you flow ers,

I hope he holds your hand,

give you all his hours

when he has the chance;

take you to ev ’ry par ty ’cause I re mem ber how much you love to dance;

do all the things I should ’ve done

when I was your man.

Do all the things I should ’ve done

when I was your man.