I wasn't worried about the small things I tried to bury what they might or could have meant And as far away as you could get, as distant as you've ever been You still love me The book of love is fiction Written by the lonely years to see Thinking they're doing their best Learning things they should forget until the end So, maybe we should plan then Who will go, and who will stay, and when Until one of us can say it like it is You've already made your own bed Can you tell me what just happened? Where's my girlfriend with her engine pinned red light? I pick you up on a Wednesdays night Go out for our secret drive like we were kids Will we be alright I have never doubted it before my friend Are they ever coming back again- Those feelings that we started with? I'll give it time Maybe we should plan then- Who will go, and who will stay, and when Until one of us can call it like it is You've already made your own bed I deserve the truth But I'm so afraid of what It'd do Finally, seeing us for how it really is I've been alone just never lonely ♪ So, maybe we should plan then- Of who will go, and who will stay, and when Until one of us can say it like it is You've already made your own bed I deserve the truth But I'm so afraid of what It'd do Finally, seeing us for how it really is I've been alone just never lonely