(words and music by: zack walters)      ask me how I do it, I don’t know   it’s a mystery to me, so let it go   every day seems farther and farther so   holidays suck and sunny rays duck   without my little ho      and you say that it’s all my fault      who ever wrote the book of love, had better run   cause I’m coming after you, with a loaded gun   regret and pride go side and side like win and won   and eating at Kenny Rogers’ Roasters with out you   just ain’t as fun      and I realize it’s all my fault      it was the wrong time but the right mommy, yea, yea, yea   and damn cupid for being stupid and robbin’ me, yea   sometimes I wake up cause I cannot sleep   cause I’m thinking ‘bout my little shadow    casting her little shadow on another street      and I realize what’s done is done,    and I’m the only one who initiated this fun   but uh, I can’t stop to think, cause inside I sink   when I see what I’ve begun   you know I tied my own noose,    now I’m trying to let it loose   Even though we called a truce,    what we had don’t wanna lose   still it wakes me up in the middle of the night   and you’re hoping for a reason to leave him without a fight   you say you’re boobs have gotten bigger   and your fingers on the trigger   but you’re afraid I’ll meet a new girl and then I’ll dig her   I can’t stand this indigestion!!!!!!