There's something different
About the way you roll your eyes
There's something different
About the way you never smile
I feel your ego from farther than a thousand miles
Are you too good for all of this?

You and your short hair, blank stare and cold touch
You're never there, you don't care enough, no
Too cold-hearted and close-minded to love
Are you too good for all of this?
For love, for love
For love, for love
For love, yeah

Too cool, too proud
Too full of it
Too good, too loud
You never listen
Too cool, too proud
Too full of it
Too good, too loud
You never listen
Too cool, too proud
Too full of it
Too good, too loud
You never listen
Too cool, too proud
Too full of it
Too good, too loud

For love, for love
For love, for love
For love, yeah