Dad’s on the phone and he’s lecturing me
‘Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen
It’s never gonna work ’cause the puzzle won’t piece

Head out the window
Sweat on the pillow
It’s been keeping me up at night
Guess this is what love feels like all right
Seems like your shoulder
Keeps getting colder
But, babe, I was raised in the cold
Wish I could do what I’m told
Oh, now

Dad’s on the phone and he’s lecturing me
‘Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen
It’s never gonna work ’cause the puzzle won’t piece
Son of a gun, but I know that he’s right
‘Cause the girl that I loved never treated me nice
Writing’s on the wall, I pretend I can’t read
You’re forgetting me

Losing my patience
Confusing the waitress
And asking her way too much
Like, “Why am I still in love
With somebody who leaves me
Way too easy?”
She said, “Honey, you’ll be alright,”
But she gets paid to be nice
Oh, hell

Dad’s on the phone and he’s lecturing me
‘Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen
It’s never gonna work ’cause the puzzle won’t piece
Son of a gun, but I know that he’s right
‘Cause the girl that I loved never treated me nice
Writing’s on the wall, I pretend I can’t read
Ooh, you’re forgetting me

Ooh, you’re forgetting me
Oh, you’re forgetting me

Dad’s on the phone and he’s lecturing me
‘Bout a girl that he met back when he was nineteen
It’s never gonna work ’cause the puzzle won’t piece
Ooh, you’re forgetting me
Son of a gun, but I know that he’s right
‘Cause the girl that I loved never treated me nice
Writing’s on the wall, I pretend I can’t read
You’re forgetting me