It took me this long to realize that I don't know you,
I can't hide myself inside the way that you do.
I don't know where to start, All I know of your heart,
It's bad at love and it's good at art.
I'd see you talkin' with those men it wouldn't faze me,
Now even laughin' with my friends you drive me crazy.
It's like I'm keepin' score on who loves more,
That never bothered me before.
I pass the mirror, and I look into my eyes
And I see a man there that I do not recognize.
I'm only askin' for the sake of being honest,
You don't have to look at me that way I'm only talkin'.
We're good as gold you say, We're good as gone today,
If you don't want me, go away.
I don't know where to start, All I know of your heart,
Bad at love is good at art, No more keepin' score,
On who loves who more, Here's my hand and there's the door,
Good as gold you say, good as gone today,
You don't want me, go away.