I'm so sick of feeling sorry for myself
Even my therapist is sick of me as well
I don't know anyone who can get over anyone like you
I heard you're in town, so I'll do breakfast down at jones
'Cause they make the pancakes like we made them back at home
But they don't taste as sweet, sweet like you
And I keep thinking

What would happen if I showed up at the hotel lobby?
What would happen if I went to change your mind?
Now could you imagine if all I had to say
In some way, a cliché like stay

I sat there for hours hoping maybe you'd arrive
When the door opened, my heart skipped one every time
I don't think you will show, I pay up and grab my coat
Then saw you showed up fifteen minutes later

What would happen if I showed up at the hotel lobby?
What would happen if I went to change your mind?
Now could you imagine if all I had to say
In some way, a cliché like stay

It was beautiful, it was beautiful
Because you stayed
You're so beautiful, you're so beautiful
Because you stayed
It was beautiful, you're wonderful
Now could you stay?