Ugly on the inside. Let’s not talk about the outside. My conscience keeps me up at night. If I could’ve changed it all and make it right, if I could change it all I might… Go back to sleep. Baby, Baby, Baby. Go back to sleep. Time to go to work. Sometimes it really tests my will. When I say I hate it, I hate it. But I gotta pay, pay, pay those bills. Guess I gotta do it. You gotta do what you gotta do. Might as well get over it and get back home to you.