These Things - The Robert Cray Band, Robert Cray

These things made our love come to an end

Oh these things

Hey baby, thought you were my friend

Stepping out, playing around

All of these things, baby

Really let me down

Oh and I know

You’re gonna miss me

One of these ole' days

Early one morning

I got out of bed

I thought about our happiness, yes I did

That we left was dead

I love ya'

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 morning

When I got out of bed yeah

I thought about our happiness, yes I did

Long left for dead

And oh baby I love ya'

And oh baby I need ya'

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

All because of these things