Teardrops On My Guitar sing and play along

Drew looks at me.

I fake a smile so he won't see that I he want and I'm needin' the kind of ev'rything that we should be.

I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about.

And she's got ev'rything that I have to live without.

Drew talks to me.

I laugh 'cause it's so damn funny and I he can't even see ly,

the kind of anyone when he's with me.

He says he's so in love;

he's fin'lly got it right.

I wonder if he knows he's I have to live without.

all I think about at night.

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,

the only thing that keeps me wishin' on a wishin' star.

He's the song in the car I keep singin'.

Don't know why I do.

So, I drive home alone.

As I turn off the light,

I'll put his picture down and maybe get some sleep tonight.

'Cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,

the only one who's got enough of me to break my heart.

He's the song in the car.

I keep singin'.

Don't know why I do.

He's the time taken up, but there's never enough and he's all that I need to fall into.

Drew looks at me.

I fake a smile so he won't see.