Maybe we could have been friends
If I met you in another life
Maybe then we could pretend
There's no gravity in the words we write
Maybe you didn't mean it
Maybe blonde was the only rhyme
They only rhyme
Want my heart to be breaking breaking breaking no
I'm happy, and you hate it, hate it, ooh
And I'm not asking you to let it go
But you've been tellin your side
So, I'll be tellin mine, ooh
You can try to get under my, under my, under my skin
While he's on mine, yeah all on my, all on my, all on mt skin
And I wish you knew that even you can't get under my skin
If I don't let you in