In Love

Ben Folds

I remember 
The night we met 
That night we sat 
Entwined 
Under summer skies 
I looked into your eyes 
You looked into mine 
You said "you're not like the rest" 
And I nodded 
"No one understands me" 
you said 
And I nodded once again, 
As if to agree that all men are indeed the same 

Somehow, you said, I was different 
For months on end I maintained 
A veneer of sincere interest 
As if I were listening 
As you re-lived every page 
Of self help and new age that you had read 
And 
I went in for the kill 
I'd read the same books 
I learned to ape the motions of a 'sensitive' human being 

And we were 'oh so happy' 
But you found things to fix 
And I knew it was time 
To move on 
So now you have me completely figured out 
You feel sorry for me 
I can't express my feelings 
I can't tell the truth 
We are all alike 
At puberty I was sworn to secrecy 
By the international brotherhood 
Of lying fickle males 
I can't tell you anything 
And 
I can't commit 
You're right 
I can't commit, to you 

I will always cherish our time together 
I don't feel enough of anything 
To harbor the kind of distain that you'll maintain 
You painted me into what you wanted to see 
And that's fine 
But you will never know me