You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
Oh, can't you tell by the way I run?
Every time you make eyes at me, ohYou cry and moan and say it will work out
But honey child, I've got my doubts
You can't see the forest for the treesSo, don't get me wrong, it's not that I knock it
It's just that I am not in the market
For a boy who wants to love only me, yeahYeah and I ain't saying, you ain't pretty
All I'm saying is, I'm not ready
For any person, place or thing
To try to pull the reins in on meSo goodbye, I'll be leavin'
I see no sense in crying and grieving
We'll both live a lot longer
If you live without meSo, don't get me wrong, it's not that I knock it
It's just that I am not in the market
For a boy who wants to love only me, yeahYeah and I ain't saying, you ain't pretty
All I'm saying is, I'm not ready
For any person, place or thing
To try to pull the reins in on meYeah, alright, alright
Yeah, yeah, yeah