It doesn't take a genius to see I'm not really into this.
Pushy invitations just aren't my thing,
But you've been making assumptions
Out of fleeting emotions
So I'll bury the hatchet and say what I need to say.

Well, I'm sorry
That I didn't want what you wanted.
It was supposed to be our year; Took a long time to come.
But I'm sadly admitting
That smiles and first impressions aren't holding up.

So easily embarrassed; Cheeks bright as the sun.
Well I'm the worst company to keep,
Teasing you down these city streets.
And with a smile going sideways I can't forget where you're from.
You'll want to talk to me tonight, but will you want to talk tomorrow?

Well, I'm sorry
That I didn't want what you wanted.
It was supposed to be our year; Took a long time to come.
But now I'm sadly admitting
That smiles and first impressions aren't holding up.