A face for radio
And a voice for a silent flick.
Goes for confident
But comes off like an arrogant prick.'
That's what you thought of me,
But somewhere, sometime, somehow
You slowly changed your mind
And I think you like me better now
Like a snatch of verse,
Like a short refrain,
It pissed you off at first
But now you're singing it again and again and again
The way I fold my hands,
The way I crease my brow
They used to drive you mad
But I think you like me better now
You're thinking about me and I'Il think about you