I've been in this place many times before With my baby's things among my shoes and strings and clothes But just because I'm here Don't mean I can't run out that door Ain't that what those running shoes are for? Baby likes to sleep on floorboards bare And just to keep the peace, well, I join her there And she might say to me, "A better man I can't recall" But what I think she sees ain't me at all It ain't me at all to need somebody Like some love-struck casualty It ain't me at all to feel so ready To be what I think she sees Baby claims I kiss like I really care Well, I guess I'd say I don't but the truth ain't fair And sometimes she looks at me and says, "Babe, my heart just stalled" But what I think she sees What I think she sees What I think she sees ain't me at all