My favorite song, don't know how it goes
It's temperamental like a static comin' over the radio
When I signal to a satellite nobody is home
And, oh, she's never endangered and never met a stranger

Heaven and earth, body and soul
Tell me that you miss me when I'm gone
Like a book in a fireplace, too hard to read
All hot and on fire, let's go to sleep

By the way, I'm free tonight
If you wanna go out
And see a movie and celebrate
You're my favorite

My favorite songs go by, people stare
You know they need a lot of oxygen
And like to wash their hair
And I can build a telephone out of tin caps
So we can have some conversations
'Cross the string, nobody understands
Say what?

Heaven and earth, body and soul
Tell me that you miss me when I'm gone
Glasses and them real strange men with the huge hats
Two guitars and one violin

In rented black suits with their own sad songs
They try to play it but they get it all wrong
? and one sad smart affair
That's my favorite song

Hey, I'm free tonight
If you wanna go out
And see a movie
Instead of calling me proud

Okay, guy, you're my favorite
You're my favorite
You're my favorite
So don't give up
Don't give up

Writer : RYAN ADAMS
Copyright : Lyrics © BUG MUSIC