I took you to a wedding. That day I would have married you
Right place, wrong time
Up til then, it always felt a bit typical.. swearing to the rest of your life
On the drive back to the city, I kept making excuses
"Old me, new you"
So we moved to that Kensington apartment, with that millionaire's view
This had a name once, back when you were someone else's
You're still what every man wants, but baby I can't help it
When you get tired of all the back and forth
When I am done with all your slamming doors
When we're both finished trying to settle scores
That's when you'll know that there ain't nothing left to lie for
I took you for a weekend in the middle of nowhere
Wrong place, right time
The first moment that I ever felt anything, I still didn't know you were mine
Now we've got a house and host your family on holidays
Once, we agreed who we were both coming home to
That love you waste