Can't believe I forgot your name
Oh, baby, won't you cum again?
You said, "I've got a problem with your shoes
And your tunes, but I might move in
I thought that you were straight, now I'm wondering"
You're so conceited, I said, "I love you"
What does it matter if I lie to you?
I don't regret it, but I'm glad that we're through
So don't you tell me that you just don't get it
'Cause I know you do
And I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound of your heart
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound of your heart
And I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound of your heart
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound of your heart
I know the sound of your heart
It's not about reciprocation, it's just all about me
A sycophantic, prophetic, Socratic junkie wannabe
And there's so much skin to see
A simple epicurean philosophy
Oh, and you say (you say)
I'm such a cliché
I can't see the difference in it either way
And we left things to protect my mental health
But you'll call me when you're bored and you play yourself
You're so conceited, I said, "I love you"
What does it matter if I lie to you?
I don't regret it but I'm glad that we're through
So don't you tell me that you just don't get it
'Cause I know you do
And I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound of your heart
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound of your heart
And I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound of your heart
Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound
I know the sound of your heart
I know the sound of your heart