Tape Runs Out

Baby, can you fill me in on last night?
Somewhere after nine, the tape runs out
You say I made you cry, but that it's no big deal
Laughing as you kiss me on the mouth
Oh, I never met a sin I'm above trying
If you need convincing, I've got plenty proof
How come you can always tell when I am lying?
And I hardly ever ask you for the truth

Oh, no one likes to hear that they ain't good enough
Least when they already know it's true
You bought low and figured you would fix it up
And now you think there's nothing you can do

Now I'm mouth breathing on the sofa in the pitch dark
While the credits scroll the TV in the den
Oh, I think I remember all the good parts
But I need you to tell me how it ends
Ooh, baby, I need you to tell me how it ends