Lyrics Number One - Chris Lane

Number One

You’re the number one regret on my list
Number one bad taste on my lips
Of all my favorite things I wish I hadn’t done
Baby, you’re number one
Ain’t got nothing new I can sing about
Don’t even matter who’d end up walking out
Things I can and do, things I can and say
There’s your name right at the top of the page
You make me wanna pull you up on my stage
Put a gold medal 'round your neck and say
You’re the number one regret on my list
Number one bad taste on my lips
Number one reason my heart broke
But I might be somehow worse than her
But I guess I’ll never know
And baby you’re the best
At making me a mess
Of all my favorite things I wish I hadn’t done
Baby, you’re number one
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
I ain’t even sure who’s the second place
If you got that far it don’t matter anyway
Had to break a heart, had to leave a scar
Every sad song, baby, you’re the star
You’re the number one regret on my list
Number one bad taste on my lips
Number one reason my heart broke
But I might be somehow worse than her
But I guess I’ll never know
And baby, you’re the best (baby, you’re the best)
At making me a mess (at making me a mess)
Of all my favorite things I wish I hadn’t done
Baby, you’re number one
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
There’s a lot of broken hearts
At the bottom of the charts
One by one they’re dropping off
Ooh, while you’d stay right on top
You’re the number one regret on my list
Number one bad taste on my lips
Number one reason my heart broke
But I might be somehow worse than her
But I guess I’ll never know
And baby, you’re the best (baby, you’re the best)
At making me a mess (at making me a mess)
Of all my favorite things I wish I hadn’t done
Baby, you’re number one
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
Oh, number one
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
Of all my favorite things I wish I hadn’t done
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
Baby, you’re number one
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
Oh, number one
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-ohh
Of all my favorite things I wish I hadn’t done
Baby, you’re number… one