How many waves to wash away the pain How many days till we can turn the page How many ways to get out of this maze How many waves till we can dull the pain
You drive me stir crazy for stringing me along
I used to call you baby but those nights are long gone And these memories they string and get the best of me And these memories they string and get the best of me
She gets the best of me Best part of me
How many clues all point back to you
How much news to change my attitude
How much excuse till it breaks something lose How many clues bring me back to you.
You drive me stir crazy for stringing me along
I used to call you baby but those nights are long gone And these memories they string and get the best of me And these memories they string and get the best of me
She gets the best of me Best part of me
Best part of me
Best part of me
Best part of me Best part of me Best part of me