the inevitability of wrinkled bedsheets

i lied to those other girls, baby

i lied to those other girls, baby

i told them i loved them

but i was just crazy

because i haven't known love

until lately

(until you)

i threw that word around too easily

and i ran around too fast

but you sedated me, slowly

you settled me down

you deserved a trophy

but i gave you a crown