Simple Plan

i'm sick of being alone
when are you coming home?
just a glimpse of your face
i can remember smelling
your hair
i'll meet you anywhere
somewhere that no one
can retrace
somewhere where nobody
will kno our faces
she has two arms to hold me
and four legs to wrap
around me
she's not your typical girlfriend
she's my alien
she knos when
something is wrong
when something
doesnt belong