By Heart

Two of a feather will spend time together And silently know (woah) that maybe means never On a leather bench seat, with her head in my neck (woah) She asked if I fell, had fallen, was fallin' for her, yeah Yeah, maybe means never Oh, you know and I know that maybe means never, and Never learn something You can do by heart Soon as you do, it comes apart (ohh) Hold it tight like a fistful of sand No hawk, no dove, no two in hand (oh-woah) Three times a loser A beggar, a chooser I'm learning it slow (woah) Not finding any clues or dark accusers In corner booths all singin' the blues (woah) I asked if she was coy, cunning, or runnin' with regret Yeah, maybe means never Well, you know and I know that maybe means never, and Never learn something you can do by heart Soon as you do, it comes apart (oh-woah) Hold it tight like a fistful of sand No hawk, no dove, no two in hand (oh-woah) Never learn something you can do by heart Soon as you do, it comes apart, oh now Gonna hold it tight like a fistful of sand No hawk, no dove, no two in hand (Woah) (Woah) (Woah) (Woah) (Woah) (Woah) (Woah) (Woah)