Different Drum

You and I
Travel to the beat of a different drum
Oh, can't you tell by the way I run?
Every time you make eyes at me

Oh, you try and moan
And say it'll work out
But honey child I've got my doubts
You can't see the forest for the trees
Now don't get me wrong
It's not that I knock it
It's just that I am not in the market
For a boy
Who wants to love only me

Yes, and I ain't saying that you ain't pretty
All I'm saying is I'm not ready
For any person place or thing
To try and pull the reins
In on me
So goodbye
I'm a-leavin'

I see no sense in you cryin' and grievin'
We'll both live a lot longer
If you live without me
If you live without me
Try and leave
Without me