The White Stripes

I wish we
were stuck up a tree
then wed know
its nicer below
I dont know any lullabys
I dont know how
to make you mine
but I can learn
in lonely days ago
I saw lovers put on a show
well now its my turn
Drive you home
then wait by the phone
for that call
and a walk in the fall
no harm will come of this
one little midnight kiss
it will not burn
too many lonely days
I feel like a throw away
well now its my turn
Falling down
is no longer around
feeling sun
Im no longer one
well isnt this fun?