Dear, I w rote you a song.
De spite the fact you did me wrong.
An d dear, I don't know
wh at the hell is going on with you
but something ain't r ight.
You tell me that you love me,
then you go and leave me.
Why you do this to me baby ?
I'm love... sick,
I just can't sleep, just can't e at,
can't do much of anything at all.
'C ause I'm sick and in love with you, dear.
And de ar, I wr ote you a song.
In hopes that you would sing along.
And dear, I 've been working my ass off fo r you
'cause something ain't r ight.
You tell me that you love me,
then you go and leave me.
Why you do this to me baby ?
I'm love... sick,
I just can't eat, just can't sleep,
can't do much of anything at all.
'Cause I'm sick and in love with you, dear.