I don't wanna, I don't wanna I don't wanna tell her not to grow But I don't wanna, I don't wanna I don't wanna have to see her go I don't wanna, I don't wanna I don't wanna tell her not to grow But I don't wanna, I don't wanna I don't wanna have to see her go If Gordon Ramsay was to test her taste Then he would tell me, "She's a fine soufflé" With corny lines like that, I'd guess you say That writin' love songs just ain't my forte I hate my voice, I hate the sound it makes I'm tryin' to evoke feelings of pain So I just grab my keys and try to play And hide behind this thing I call my face (yeah) I don't wanna, I don't wanna I don't wanna tell you not to grow But I don't wanna, I don't wanna I don't wanna have to see you go I don't wanna, I don't wanna I don't wanna tell you not to grow But I don't wanna, I don't wanna I don't wanna have to see you go
You've gotta know they're gonna clown you for this You've gotta know they're gonna clown you for this You've gotta know they're gonna clown you for this You've gotta know they're gonna clown you for this You know my pride is low, you know my way is right in this city
So I wrote a song, so I wrote a song without writin' (it's good)
Every time I'm fallin', they think 'cause I'm humble I'm soft So I wrote a song, so I wrote a song about nothin'