Well, I got book club on Tuesday nights
And I never skip a week
I got yoga every Monday and girls’ night on Friday
And you know they’re all counting on me
I always tell you where I’m going
There’s always something in the fridge
Yeah, I know things are different
I wish it wasn’t like this
But if I broke your heart the way you break mine
Every night when I walk through that door
Not a “How was your day?”, no glass of wine
You don’t even wanna kiss me anymore
Honey, put yourself in my shoes
Would you come home to you?
Well, I don’t wanna fight about it
I ain’t done nothing wrong
But if you wanna talk about it
Well, I got all night long
Thеre’s gotta be a reason
You trеat me like you do
Maybe you don’t want me
Like I still want you
If I broke your heart the way you break mine
Every night when I walk through that door
Not a “How was your day?”, no glass of wine
You don’t even wanna kiss me anymore
Honey, put yourself in my shoes
Would you come home to you?
Don’t you remember how we used to be?
Couldn’t take off my coat and you were all over me
If I broke your heart the way you break mine
Every night when I walk through that door
Not “How was your day?”, no glass of wine
You don’t even wanna kiss me anymore
Honey, put yourself in my shoes
Would you come home to you?
Would you come home to you?
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