[Verse 1]
I wasn't worried about the small things
Tried to bury what they might or could have meant
And as far away as you could get, as distant as you'd ever been
You'd still love me
[Verse 2]
The book of love is fiction
Written by the loneliest who sing
Thinking they’re doing their best
Learning things they should forget
Until the end
[Chorus]
So maybe we should plan then
Of who will go, and who will stay, and when
Until one of us can say it like it is
You've already made your own bed
[Verse 3]
Can you tell me what just happened?
Where's my girlfriend with her engine pinned red line?
I pick you up on a Wednesday night
And go off on a secret ride
Like we were kids
I wasn't worried about the small things
Tried to bury what they might or could have meant
And as far away as you could get, as distant as you'd ever been
You'd still love me
[Verse 2]
The book of love is fiction
Written by the loneliest who sing
Thinking they’re doing their best
Learning things they should forget
Until the end
[Chorus]
So maybe we should plan then
Of who will go, and who will stay, and when
Until one of us can say it like it is
You've already made your own bed
[Verse 3]
Can you tell me what just happened?
Where's my girlfriend with her engine pinned red line?
I pick you up on a Wednesday night
And go off on a secret ride
Like we were kids
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