One, two, three, four, one. . I could be with anyone. Just while the honeymoon burns bright. No electricity that keeps things light. I'm not saying that it's right.
You wrestle yourself to the ground. You springboard and kick yourself in the mouth. 'Cause all of that drama, that embarrassed charade. Couldn't stop you or settle you down.
Do you know how ridiculous you sound. When you say you might be in love with me. Not 'cuz I want you to. Not 'cuz I want you to. . Ive got to stop coming around here.