When I think of her I see Someone in low light The sound of the neon in the night And I hear her asking me Something like why not What's the worst that could happen to me Well she tells a little lie Saying she's done with Those who she knows would make her cry But even then I watch her fall You know for a writer you hardly say anything at all Seems I did the thing again I let something lonely In me make a lover from a friend And it took me for a fool Telling me this time I'd probably be able to play it cool So if you're looking around for me Keep it a whisper Wouldn't want anyone to see What I wasn't supposed to do Yeah I needed someone But I knew from the start that it wasn't you