Written by jon b. (1995)Performed by after 7Wake up in the morning to our songIt’s torture ’cause I left the radio onDon’t wanna turn it off reminiscing about youI guess I’m gonna leave the damn thing on’cause it’s sitting across the roomI’ve gotta spend my days working hardTo come home to myselfTrying to get you out of my mindThinking of the things we used to doI try to compensate for youBut nothing seems to workBaby, can I ask youHow did he love yaDoes he want yaDoes he wake up in the nightJust to stare at you asleepDoes he hold yaDoes he flaunt yaDoes he do it, do itLike we did it back at home, at home, at homeJust thinking about the wayThat we made loveJust layin’ all day and squeezin’ each other tightI miss those days, oh baby, would you bring them backIt’s not right for me tonight babyHow does it feelTo know you hurt someone so bad, now babyHow do you live with yourselfYou’re probably out there having fun with your other manWell I don’t give a damn, babyCome back to me girlHook 2 timesI don’t give a damn where you are, oh girl baby come back home to your man home to your love I must be a fool, girl no I don’t understand why you left - no please justify your reason then come back please come backHook 2 times