Well, I got this little problem
I got this guy in bed
I got him where I want him,
but I got you in my head
We had a lot of whiskey
We had a lot of fun
And I thought it was working
Till last night I said something so
hilarious Would've put you on the floor
But he sat there and blank stared at it Like he was stoned and bored
I don't mean to,
but I miss you I don't mean to get your hopes up,
seeing my call
I don't mean to open doors up
We both know the door's shut, baby
But he will never get me like he do
And I'm sorry to be talking out the blue
I don't mean to, but I miss you But I miss you
I miss you
Maybe we weren't either, but I don't mean,
I don't mean to, but I'll miss you
I don't mean to get your hopes up,
seeing my call
I don't mean to open doors up,
we both know the doors shut, baby
And he will never get me like you do
And I'm sorry to be talking out, well,
I don't mean to, but I'll miss you
I don't mean to,
I
don't mean to,
but I do Well, I got this little problem,
I got this
guy in bed
I got him where I want him, but I got you
in my head