Compositor: Ryan Adams
When they call your name, will you walk right up
With a smile on your face?
Or will you cower in fear in your favorite sweater
With an old love letter?
I wish you would
I wish you would
Come pick me up, take me out
Fuck me up, steal my records
Screw all my friends, they're all full of shit
With a smile on your face, and then do it again
I wish you would
When you're walking down town, do you wish I was there?
Do you wish it was me?
With the windows clear, and the mannequins' eyes
Do they all look like mine?
You know you could
I wish you would, fuck
Come pick me up, take me out
Fuck me up, steal my records
Screw all my friends behind my back
With a smile on your face, and then do it again
I wish you would
I wish you'd make up my bed, yeah
So I could make up my mind
Try it for sleeping instead, mm
Maybe you'll rest sometime
I wish I could
I wish I could
I wish I could
I wish I could