If I were that way
I’d be sending you flowers
And skyscraper notes
I’d be writing each day
To tell you I need you
And think of you always
And draw you some pictures
Of my disarray

If I were that way
I’d be dressing just like you
And call just to hear you
Then hang up in time
My heart would be pounding
And I’d speak your name
At the moment the sun
And the planets align

But sooner or later
You might get suspicious
And sooner or later
The roses would stick you
And then you would hate me
And not even like me
And my stupid heartache
Would crack right before you

So I’m not that way
And I don’t mail you puppies
And I’ll never stare
At your face til it hurts
And I’ll never rescue you
After I’ve pushed you
Just so you will love me
That trick never works

Yes I’ll never give you
My only umbrella
Or walk in a circle
To look at you twice
No I’ll never give you
The need to ignore me
Like Dante gave Beatrice
So Beatrice gave ice

‘Cause sooner or later
You might get suspicious
And sooner or later
The roses would stick you
I won’t be a bother
So please never hate me
I’ll find imperfections
And I’ll just be nice