I’ve worn out the sunset, I’ve worn out the night I’ve worn out the daybreak, yeah I’ve worn them all out I’ve worn out my welcome, & I don’t really care Cos I’ve worn out my patience & now I’m just a little worst for wear
All because I miss her so I miss her so I can’t seem to let her go
Sunday morning sky is blue, & I’m still in black Nowhere is where I’ll be if she won’t have be back She wears a nightgown on the other side of town And all I’ve done is let her down Wearing myself into the ground
All because I miss her so I miss her so I can’t seem to let her go
& everybody knows it Not everybody blows it quite like me