Maybe
Lately she’s been spending time on the wrong side of town
She says I always bring her down
So I spend all my nights drinking and walking the floor
And I don’t even know what for
She says if we were younger maybe we’d try again
To turn what is into what might have been
Chorus:
But maybe is just a word
Like how are you doing
And are you OK
When she don’t really want to hear
A word I have to say
Maybe don’t mean a damn thing to me
I used to think I could give her the life that she wants
I wish I still did but I don’t
These days I think it’s only a question of how long
Before she just quits coming home
If I dropped to my knees and begged and cried like a child
Maybe she would stay for a little while
Chorus:
But maybe is just a word
Like how are you doing
And are you OK
When she don’t really want to hear
A word I have to say
Maybe don’t mean a damn thing to me
Maybe don’t mean a damn thing to me
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