I'm not used to attention
So don't be suspicious if I act strange
And all those things you said about her
Will you say them about me too
And what about all the others
Who threw themselves at you
And am I just another
To make things go
Sour
Heart is a melancholy word
And love won't save me that's for sure
Cry is a stupid sounding verb
Can it get much worse I'm unsure
And I'm used to affliction
But never from you (No, not you!)
I thought things would be different
Were you telling me the truth
And did your gaze just wander
It's always someone or
Some other
Heart is a melancholy word
And love won't save me that's for sure
Cry is a stupid sounding verb
Can it get much worse I'm unsure
Blame it all on me now
Like I was never there for you
Short of your prestige yeah
Too immature to know
I'm sorry for all I said but
Why do I have to apologize for something that you did
Can it with the secrets
I was always there for you- and that's true
Heart is a melancholy word
And love won't save me that's for sure
Cry is a stupid sounding verb
Can it get much worse
Can it get much worse
Heart is a melancholy word
And love won't save me that's for sure
Cry is a stupid sounding verb
Can it get much worse I'm
Pretty sure it can