These Things

These things made our love come to an end Oh, these things Hey, baby, thought you were my friend Steppin' out, playin' around All of these things, baby Really let me down Oh, and I know you're gonna miss me One of these old days Early one mornin' I got out of bed I thought about our happiness, yes I did That we left was dead I love you, I need you Oh, these things, baby, still run through my head Oh, and I know you're gonna miss my lovin' baby One of these old days, yes you will Early one mornin' When I got out of bed, yeah I thought about our happiness, yes I did Long left for dead And oh baby I love you And oh baby I need you All of these things, baby Still run through my head Oh, and I know You're gonna miss me One of these old days Yes, you will All because of these things All because of these things Steppin' out, dead love Playin' around, hey baby Thought you were my friend It's all because of these things These things, these things, these things It's all because of these things, these things --- These Things - Robert Cray Band