I love how you hate the way I always say That you'll learn someday I love how you keep tryin' t'hold on to me When I turn away You're painting me pictures Of misses and misters And the pictures I'd love to believe And that's the beautiful thing About princes and queens And you being so young and naive You say you're a man and you swear that you can Be the world to me But I've seen the world and I can't be the girl That I think you need You've begged me to listen To see what I'm missin' You're talking all Adam and Eve And I'm tempted to try But the problem is I am no longer So young and naive You look like a face in the movies Your kisses straight out of a dream You treat me like I was a princess What in the world is the matter with me? It's not that I'm jaded But love's complicated It's hard to see that at nineteen I hear what you're sayin' about havin' faith And you promise me you'll never leave And I wish I didn't know better But I'm not so young and naive