He says he’d bring me the stars if he could
Wrap them up in a bouquet with a bow
Though I want to know if he really would
Or if he’s just an act that’s part of the show
Does he really mean what he says to me?
Are his pretty words really meant from the heart?
Or are they just paper, valentine cut-outs
Promises he never intended to keep from the start
I’m always finding pieces of him in every song
A mystery tangled and entwined into words
Turning around to reveal that he’s long gone
Of course, does nothing to help ease my nerves
Just stop your hiding behind those lyrical lies
Stop pretending that we’ll work out to be fine
Stand up to the truth that between us cries
And let’s see what happens without wasted time
Wrap them up in a bouquet with a bow
Though I want to know if he really would
Or if he’s just an act that’s part of the show
Does he really mean what he says to me?
Are his pretty words really meant from the heart?
Or are they just paper, valentine cut-outs
Promises he never intended to keep from the start
I’m always finding pieces of him in every song
A mystery tangled and entwined into words
Turning around to reveal that he’s long gone
Of course, does nothing to help ease my nerves
Just stop your hiding behind those lyrical lies
Stop pretending that we’ll work out to be fine
Stand up to the truth that between us cries
And let’s see what happens without wasted time