Note to self: better call.
She′ll be mad as hell if I know her at all.
′Cause today′s her birthday an′ I almost forgot.
Note to self: I better not

Note to self: on my way home,
Don′t forget the roses an′ Dom Perignon.
You know how she loves a great big suprise.
Note to self: you′re skating on thin ice.

Mmm, I ain′t gonna screw it up this time.
Mmm, I′m gonna really make her proud she′s mine.

Note to self: remember when,
You use to light her up when you walked in.
An′ she stole your breath away: that′s the way it was,
Everytime you kissed her an′ she still does, mmm.

Mmm, I ain′t gonna mess it up this time.
Mmm, I′m gonna really make her proud she′s mine.

Turnin′ down the street, I′m pullin′ in the drive.
Door ain′t locked, so I step inside.
She ain′t here to greet me, so what′s goin on?
Note self: she′s already gone.

Mmmm, gone.
Mmmm, gone.