I don't care about your first love This should be your last one Nothin' like your last one You look better on me, that's fashion Won't block your shot, lights, camera, action Never been a love me or a love me not thing Every petal better tell him, better not change I love you, I love me a lot, wait Which one I love better? Better off not saying

If-if-if I could stop time for real Would make it any easier for me to love you? 'Cause you know I'm shy for you still So bad that it kills And I can't help but feel Like we're moving in slow motion Like we're moving in slow motion

Brown guilty eyes and little white lies Yeah, I played dumb but I always knew That you'd talk to her, maybe did even worse ...I kept quiet so I could keep you