I meant what I said
You're too young to love me like you do
As those letters you penned
So heartfelt, so reverent
Only proved
Lovers come and go
Good ones always know
They're getting called
(Verse 2)
I meant what I said
You're too sharp to get caught up by me
Lovers come and go
Good ones always know
The difference between
Being casual or a casualty
Lovers come and go
The good ones are incapable of faking it
Stop faking it
I know that you can't sing