Why should I hate you?   After all, it's been so long   Since I've lived in town   Let it go for now      Have a drink at your favorite bar till dark   Stumble into empty baseball park   Strike one and strike two   I guess we're both out      Stumble past the record store   End up at the movies   Try and think of something else   Nothing's comin' to me      Stumble past the record store   And end up at the movies   Just try and think of something else   Nothing's comin' to me      You do this to me   You do this   And I oblige   And I fight it      Why should I miss you?   After all, it's been so long   Since I felt your kiss   Did it come to this?      Stumble past the record store   End up at the movies   Try and think of something else   Nothing's comin' to me      Stumble past the record store   And end up at the movies   Just try and think of something else   Nothing's comin' to me      I let you do this to me   I must be crazy, I must be crazy   I must be crazy, I must be   I must be, I must be