Why should I hate you?

After all, it's been so long

Since I've lived in town

Let it go for now

Have a drink at your favorite bar till dark

Stumble into empty baseball park

Strike one and strike two

I guess we're both out

Stumble past the record store

End up at the movies

Try and think of something else

Nothing's comin' to me

Stumble past the record store

And end up at the movies

Just try and think of something else

Nothing's comin' to me

You do this to me

You do this

And I oblige

And I fight it

Why should I miss you?

After all, it's been so long

Since I felt your kiss

Did it come to this?

Stumble past the record store

End up at the movies

Try and think of something else

Nothing's comin' to me

Stumble past the record store

And end up at the movies

Just try and think of something else

Nothing's comin' to me

I let you do this to me

I must be crazy, I must be crazy

I must be crazy, I must be

I must be, I must be