(Sanders - Ford)

Too many nights out on the town
Too many nights out playing round
Too many places, too many faces
And I'm not sure you still love me.
And I'm not sure you still love me.

What makes your heart wanna roam
Is it that way we're alone
Too much goin' you think you're free
And I'm not sure you still love me.
And I'm not sure you still love me.

I guess I knew it from the start
That lovin' you was not too smart
'Cause you're the kind that plays the field
you're always out and you always will.

So now you know just where I stand
I just thought I tell you while I can
So now I told you and you know it's true
Now I'm not sure I still love you.
Now I'm not sure I still love you. mhm mhm...