This is how it works
Inside my heart is a jerk
Who thinks that every girl's the last one
But he doesn't know
The odds are low, so he goes
I feel like Cupid pulled a fast one
But I would rather see you spittin' and cursin'
Tryin' to hit me
Than to have you see me off in the hearse
And then resent me
In the nursing home, you'd finally meet
The guy who's meant to be with you
And you know it's a fact
You can do better than that
You can do better than me
And you will
But it's so wrong to keep holdin' you back
Like we got time to kill
(And I don't know what to say)
Baby it's not you, it's me
(And I don't know what to say)
Maybe we're not meant to be
(And I don't know what to say)
Just like Wallace said you would be
Ciao, Knives. You're too good for me
I found a girl, I can't tell if she's into me
I'm head over heels and it feels like an injury
From the look on her face, she's givin' nothin' away
But she could be the one
The future Mrs. Pilgrim
I know we're still young, but somethin' may grow
Take it from me, baby
Settin' you free's the only way that we'll know