Written by jon b. (1995)   Performed by after 7      Wake up in the morning to our song   It's torture 'cause I left the radio on   Don't wanna turn it off reminiscing about you   I guess I'm gonna leave the damn thing on   'cause it's sitting across the room      I've gotta spend my days working hard   To come home to myself   Trying to get you out of my mind   Thinking of the things we used to do   I try to compensate for you   But nothing seems to work   Baby, can I ask you      How did he love ya   Does he want ya   Does he wake up in the night   Just to stare at you asleep   Does he hold ya   Does he flaunt ya   Does he do it, do it   Like we did it back at home, at home, at home      Just thinking about the way   That we made love   Just layin' all day and squeezin' each other tight   I miss those days, oh baby, would you bring them back   It's not right for me tonight baby      How does it feel   To know you hurt someone so bad, now baby   How do you live with yourself   You're probably out there having fun with your other man   Well I don't give a damn, baby   Come back to me girl      Hook 2 times      I don't give a damn where you are, oh girl baby come back home to your man home to your love I must be a fool, girl no I don't understand why you left - no please justify your reason then come back please come back      Hook 2 times