No I won't go writing no slow song for no one
Trees in the east, I don't stay attached
No its not a make love song
Cause loves wrong
Every time I give it up I don't get it back
Look at the way she acts
Look at the way she moves
If I had to choose, I could not choose
Between being so love struck and up front
Or being alone in the back
Maybe she didn't get the message
Maybe I was too passive
Maybe I should learn to work on separating love and obsession
Maybe I should get a
House in the hills
Cars worth a mil
Ice like Deville
Life is fulfilled
Finally I can feel myself coming 'round
Maybe its you
Maybe its me
Maybe its something in between
Maybe its all in my head
But she's on on my mind
But she cant be here, so
I won't go writing no slow song for no one
Trees in the east, I don't stay attached
No its not a make love song
Cause loves wrong
Every time I give it up I don't get it back