I should just get out of here and start driving south on
Interstate 5
But I need to stay near, in case you suddenly remember
that I'm alive
But I have this nagging fear that sex was all you needed
I've tried to persevere; I guess I've not succeeded
And is it sexist to say
that I thought just boys were meant to behave in this
way?
And though you seemed quite sincere,
will you even recognise my face this time next year?
Well I'll remember how your eyes sparkled in the
moonlight
You can surely sympathise; I just wanted more than one
night
And yes there was one particular glance that made me
afraid
That you were just seeing me as a chance of getting laid
