It’s fine, it’s cool. You can say that you two were nothing, but you know the truth. And guess he’s the fool, with your arms out like an angel through the car sunroof. He didn’t want to call it off but you don’t wanna call it love! You only wanna be the one that he calls “Baby”! And you can kiss a hundred boys in bars, shoot another shot to try to stop the feeling-! You can say it’s just the way you are. Make another excuse, another stupid reason. Good luck, babe!

And he’s cliché, who cares? It’s a sexually explicit kind of love affair and he’ll fry, cause it’s not fair. He just needed a little lovin’, he just needed a little air. But you didn’t give that. And he think he’s gonna call it off, even if you call it love. He just wanna love someone who calls him baby-!

Oh, when you wake in the middle of the night with your head in your hands, you’re nothing more than their partner. And when you think about him, all those years ago you’re gonna be standing face to face with, “I told you so.” You know he hates to say it, “I told you so.” You knew he hated to say it but HE TOLD YOU SOOOOO!!!!