Or so they say, say
Can't remember, what went wrong last September
She thinks I can't see the smile that she's faking
Your mouth was, so dirty
Though I'm sure you'd remind me, if you had to
Crashed into a rack full of magazines
She says the Bible is all that she reads
So broken in
I sleep with this new girl I'm still getting used to
So broken in
Life of the party and she swears that she's artsy
You looked behind you to smile back at me
My friends all approve, say "She's gonna be good for you"
They throw me, high fives
Our love was, comfortable and
Our love was, comfortable and
So broken in
Our love was, comfortable and
But you could distinguish miles from Coltrane
And rode down, Isle 5
And prefers that I not use profanity
She's perfect, so flawless
She's perfect, so flawless
And poses for pictures that aren't being taken
They asked us, if we could leave
I loved you gray sweat pants, no makeup, so perfect