Oh baby, where do we go from here?
We had it all, but you turned and ran
And I'll never understand
Why

Send a text, I throw my phone across the room, I'm all alone
I promised you I wouldn't cry
But voicemail doesn't show my eyes
Eventually, I'll ring you up, break down again, you'll call my bluff
I'm making things so difficult, you wish that I'd just go to sleep, but no

You promised me we'd be together
Hand in hand, two halves, one whole forever
Baby, where do we go from here?
We had it all, but you turned and ran
And I'll never understand why you'd do this to me
You really messed me up
I'll load all my stuff in the back
Of Brandon's 2011 Toyota Rav-4

Oh baby, where do we go from here?
You really messed me up
I'll load all my stuff in the back of Brandon's SUV

(Oh baby, where do we go from here?)
(Oh baby, where do we go from here?)
(Oh baby, you really messed me up)
(Oh baby, you really messed me up)

I can't leave you alone
I'm just a crybaby on the phone
I'll kick and scream and moan
Just a crybaby on the fucking phone