Addicted Composer(s): Cheryl Wheeler Performer(s): Dan Seals
She says she hates to sleep alone, but she'll do it tonight She wants to grab her telephone, but she knows it ain't right So if he won't call, she'll survive, and if he don't care, she'll get by Climb into bed, bury her head, and cry
From the beginning he was all anyone could have been They were delirious with love, they were certain to win Now he's breaking plans more and more And he's leaving notes on her door Took a trip out of town, couldn't turn this one down He said, "I guess I should have told you before"
She says she feels like she's addicted to a real bad thing, Always sitting, waiting, wondering if the phone will ring She knows she bounces like a yo-yo when he pulls her string It hurts to feel like such a fool
She wants to tell him not to call or come around again He doesn't need her now at all, the way that she needs him She's on the edge about to fall from leaning out and in And she don't know which way to move
She wants to be fair, she couldn't say he was ever unkind But if she could bear to walk away, she thinks he wouldn't mind 'Cause he just keeps himself so apart and there's no one else in her heart So she's taking a dive from an emotional high and coming down hard
She's determined to try, but she'll still give in when he gives her a call She'll ask herself why, but in the end it won't matter at all Sure, she could sit at home, stay inside and sleep alone with her pride And as she walks out that door, she feels as weak as before with nothing to hide
She says she feels like she's addicted to a real bad thing Always sitting, waiting, wondering if the phone will ring She knows she bounces like a yo-yo when he pulls her string It hurts to feel like such a fool
She wants to tell him not to call or come around again He doesn't need her now at all, the way that she needs him She's on the edge about to fall from leaning out and in And she don't know which way to move
She says she feels like she's addicted to a real bad thing Always sitting, waiting, wondering if the phone will ring She knows she bounces like a yo-yo when he pulls her string It hurts to feel like such a fool
And she don't know which way to move It hurts to feel like such a fool
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