I sat there talking to myself
Why can't he turn it down
He keeps that tv up so loud
That I can't think
And every time I turn a page
He starts to talk about his day
Can't he see I'm trying to read
And it's cold enough in here to freeze
Keeps it sixty eight degrees
What's that man been thinking of
In all the years we've been together
You think he know me better than he does
I sat there wondering to myself
Why he wears those same old clothes
With any sense he'd know they're out of style
Damn that man why can't he tell
I'm dying in this house
I've been out on the town in quite a while
And can't he tell what mood I'm in the way
I've got my back to him
I don't feel like ** **
With all the years we've been together
You'd think he'd know me better
He does
I sat there thinking to myself
Why's he been coming home so late
He knows his supper's waiting on the stove
And I sat there lying to myself
About the suitcase in the hall
And the night I heard him call her on the phone
He said he'd been thinking to himself
How I've treated him like hell
And I've forgotten how to love
And right before he drove away through his tears
He tried to say I don't talk to him enough
Than he does
In all the years
We've been together
Why don't he know me better than he does
Party Tyme
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