Besedila: Lucy Woodward. Hooked. Slow Recovery.

What do you want me to say?
I'm not doing so good today
But I could lie and tell you
What you wanna hear

What do you expect me to do?
Get on my knees and cry for you
When I had finally found the way
Without you

You don't have to call anymore to check up on me
While I'm in the middle of a slow recovery
The doctor says I need to take better care of me
So I'm trying, yeah, I'm trying

I wish there's a pill I could take
So I'd forget about you three times a day
It might help me
Me get through the night, oh

I guess I'll just have to wait
And get a little bit stronger every day
Until I find the way
To live without you

And you don't have to call anymore to check up on me
While I'm in the middle of a slow recovery
Maybe it's a symptom of you getting over me
That you want to resuscitate your love for me
Doctor says I need to take better care of me

And I'm trying to keep my head together, ooh
But getting over you has left me under, under the weather

You don't have to call, ooh
No, you don't have to call, oh, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa

You don't have to call anymore to check up on me
I'm in the middle of a slow recovery
Maybe it's a symptom of you getting over me
That you want to resuscitate your love for me
Doctor says I need to take better care of me

So baby, baby, baby, I have to agree
That I need to take better care of me
So I'm trying, yeah, I'm trying
Oh, I'm trying, ooh, I'm trying