Continues after the ad

    I woke up this morning with a funny taste in my head.
    Spackled some butter over my whole grain bread.
    Something tastes different, maybe it's my tongue.
    Something tastes different, suddenly I'm not so
    young.

    I'm just a stranger, even to myself.
    A re-arranger of the proverbial bookshelf.
    Don't be a fool girl, tell him you love him.
    Don't be a fool girl, you're not above him.

    I never thought I could love anyone but myself.
    Now I know I can't love anyone but you.
    You make me think that maybe I won't die alone.
    Maybe I won't die alone.

    Continues after the ad

    Kiss the boys as they walk by, call me their baby.
    But little do they know, I'm just a maybe.
    Maybe my baby will be the one to leave me sore.
    Maybe my baby will settle the score.

    I never thought I could love anyone but myself.
    Now I know I can't love anyone but you.
    You make me think that maybe I won't die alone.
    Maybe I won't die alone.

    What have I become?
    Something soft and really quite dumb.
    Because I've fallen, oh, 'cuz I've fall-fallen, oh
    'cuz I've fall-fall-fallen
    So far away from the place where I started from.

    I never thought I could love anyone.
    I never thought I could love anyone.
    I never thought I could love anyone,
    But you, but you, but you, but you, but you
    But you make me think that maybe I won't die alone.
    Maybe I won't die alone.

    Song details

    Composition: Ingrid Michaelson

    Did you see an error?

    Enviar revisão