He wants to be, he wants to be
With everything under the sun
He wants to be, he wants to be
With everything under the sun

And like a legend who rises and then falls
I cannot be his only one

He makes me feel, he makes me feel
Like you used to, whoa
Like you used to
He makes me feel, he makes me feel
Like you used to, whoa
Like you used to

And like a fickle flower when it first sees the light
I cannot show just how I fight
And like a fickle flower when it first sees the light
I cannot show just how I fight

Babe I saw you walking, it was after midnight
Carrying nothing except for a flashlight
You wanted to be Romeo so low at my window
You wanted to be Romeo so low at my window
Will you open the door for me if you believe in chivalry
Will you open the door for me if you believe in chivalry
For I do not think you low though you bow to me so-so
I do not think you low though you bow to me so-so

I know you want to drink from the purest wine, from the purest wine
But the drink is far more sour then you would ever think, think, think, think, think, no