remember last time, you know how it went
i thought i served you all too well
and all along i had something in my eye
how long can we go this close,
how soon before my laughs die?
if i had to tell you, something about myself
i don't think that you could have handled it well
you don't put up with so much stuff that you're cool
how did i really last, how soon
were you sick of me too?

why'd don't we just go [bad word] everything by
taking this westbound, i know i seem too keen
we'll only stop to talk about our feelings
how good did you really feel,
how much was he willing to spare
i've never written a love song, but i will for you