The Mule Lyrics - The Magic Numbers - Magic Numbers

How many times must you call me in the morning before I wake up? 

And how many times must I look at other girls before we break up? 

And how many times must you criticize every single thing that you do? 

Before you 

Before you let me know 

Before you let me go 

You really should have known 

And I'm a no good gambling man with the wrong hand 

Who's been hurt so many times 

Why don't you look him in the eyes? 

Oh, you won't see nothing at all 

And how many times must I stumble and drunk before you scold me 

And why is it, you have to turn out all the lights before you hold me? 

And how many years of fears, of falls, you broke my balls 

Well, I wish you never told me 

But before you let me know 

Before you let me go 

You really should have known 

That I'm a no good used up, bruised up, fucked up boy 

Who gets beat up by just looking at you 

Oh, I'm a lonely soul, lost every single thing I ever did own 

That I never owned you 

Go on and look him in the eye 

Oh, you just might see him cry 

Oh, you just might see him smile 

One more drink and I'll be fine 

One more girl to take you off my mind 

One more drink and I'll be fine 

One more girl to take you off my mind 

One more drink and I'll be fine 

One more girl to take you off my mind 

Oh, one more girl and I'll be fine 

One more drink to take you off my mind