I haven’t figured out why yet, but I, um, kinda sorta like you

Although there’s at least a million reasons why that ain’t what I wanna do

Like I’m way too old for my heart to be playing this foolish game

I know I’m not your type, you think I’m some kind of fucking lame

And I’m not looking for love, having fun is all I wanna do

Plus you’re not the kind of woman that’s known to catch my eye, boo

I can’t help it though, I’m like a moth drawn to your flame

But I’m scared to get burned so out my mouth these haven’t came