We sure looked good on paper ‘Til we read between the lines It always hurts when you find You’re running out of “laters” and “maybe next times” When you can almost read her mind
She likes the romance, the slow dance Staying out all night She likes the Christmas lights all year round Why put ‘em up, take ‘em down She watches baseball, hates the mall And hangs out with “the guys” That’s what I know about what she likes About what she likes
She’s all about the rainbow But not the one on Sunset Boulevard I got it wrong, she took it hard And it really hurts to let go when you’re so close To making it so far
I should have known that I Never could have known that I Could ever know enough about her to keep her mine
She likes the romance, the slow dance It keeps me up all night She likes the Christmas lights all year round And I just took ‘em down She watches baseball, hates the mall And now I realize What the hell do I know about what she likes
Composição: Jaron Lowenstein/ Danny Wilde/ Brad Warren/ Brett Warren