Written by jon b. (1995)

Performed by after 7



Wake up in the morning to our song

It's torture 'cause i left the radio on

Don't wanna turn it off reminiscing about you

I guess i'm gonna leave the damn thing on

'cause it's sitting across the room



I've gotta spend my days working hard

To come home to myself

Trying to get you out of my mind

Thinking of the things we used to do

I try to compensate for you

But nothing seems to work

Baby, can i ask you



How did he love ya

Does he want ya

Does he wake up in the night

Just to stare at you asleep

Does he hold ya

Does he flaunt ya

Does he do it, do it

Like we did it back at home, at home, at home



Just thinking about the way

That we made love

Just layin' all day and squeezin' each other tight

I miss those days, oh baby, would you bring them back

It's not right for me tonight baby



How does it feel

To know you hurt someone so bad, now baby

How do you live with yourself

You're probably out there having fun with your other man

Well i don't give a damn, baby

Come back to me girl



Hook 2 times



I don't give a damn where you are, oh girl baby come back home to your man home to your love i must be a fool, girl no i don't understand why you left - no please justify your reason then come back please come back



Hook 2 times