Saw her on the unmade bed
She was crying, dressed in red
She turned to me and said
"You look like I need a friend"
And then she said to me
"That's not love you see"
Saw her in her underwear
She didn't seem to care
As I tried not to stare
She disarmed me with a smile
Then she took my hand
Helped me understand
Now I'm crying, my head's a mess
As you slip back into your dress
But I bet I can guess
Where you'll be tomorrow night
You'll be making plans
With another man
Now we're finished, the story's told
Get your coat, it's getting cold
I want to be so bold
But you know the end that way
And I don't want to be
Just another guy you see