Friday, September 30, 2011

It's Not Me

Standing in your street like a bunch of teenagers
Counting stars in an early Autumn sky
Guess when your mom says it's time to grow up
We shouldn't ask why

That old girlfriend is still haunting in your head
It ain't fair because we both know I'm sweet
Wearing my old blue jeans holding onto our hand
I'm all you could ever need

I know they say nice guys finish last
Maybe they should ask the girls next door how it feels
To be second place because your face smiles just too much
And youu don't have a mean streak
I know they say it's best to play hard to get
Maybe it's bad I'm only good with Football games
It's the kind of thing the boys all say they're looking for
But somehow it's not me

You say you miss the Tennessee nights
The old friends, the way it used to be
I fake a smile, all the while, I'm loving this place
A small pond and pine trees

This September chill makes me wish you'd keep me warm
But you're busy wondering what she's doing now
I'm trying to be coy so you can pay attention to me
But I don't know how

I know they say nice guys finish last
Maybe they should ask the girls next door how it feels
To be second place because your face smiles just too much
And youu don't have a mean streak
I know they say it's best to play hard to get
Maybe it's bad I'm only good with Football games
It's the kind of thing the boys all say they're looking for
But somehow it's not me

And we both know who you call late at night
When she breaks your heart on the phone
And we both know who you'll ask to stay
So you don't have to sleep alone
And we both know you need me here, you need me in your life
Don't you damn know why?

I know they say nice guys finish last
Maybe they should ask the girls next door how it feels
To be second place because your face smiles just too much
And youu don't have a mean streak
I know they say it's best to play hard to get
Maybe it's bad I'm only good with Football games
It's the kind of thing the boys all say they're looking for
But somehow it's not me
Why can't it be me?
Oh, why can't it just be me?

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