Look at him drinking beer at the club
And a table full of chicks and an empty heart, poor thing
Look at him acting all tough
But everybody knows that his heart
Is soft and belongs to me
There you go, 'cause you can't sleep right anymore
There you go, trying to forget my kisses
You play the happy single, but when you get home, you cry
Look at him drinking beer at the club
And a table full of chicks and an empty heart, poor thing
Look at him acting all tough
But everybody knows that his heart
Is soft and belongs to me
There you go, 'cause you can't sleep right anymore
There you go, trying to forget my kisses
You play the happy single, but when you get home, you cry
You play the happy single, but when you get home, you cry
You play the happy single, but when you get home, you cry