part of you left the room
I am left talking to the apple [bad word] to me when I dream
I'm tired of counting sheep to see her
I sleep because I need her
And everybody knows it but you

wedding ring is just a thing
That weighs you down and occupies your finger
I know it sounds a little down
But love is all I'm really after
 [bad word] to me when I dream
I'm tired of counting sheep to see her
I sleep because I need her
And everybody knows it but you, but you
Everybody knows it but you

I hope you're all listening
I'm pouring out my heart for paper
part of me still believes
That love is all I’m really after
 [bad word] to me when I dream
I'm tired of counting sheep to see her
I sleep because I need her
And everybody knows it but you, but you
Everybody knows it but you

Everyone but you knows
Everyone but you
Everyone but you knows
Everyone but you