Six months at bay and we wrecked the porch

Then kissed at dark, we crossed the line

Where it was blurred, not sure it's smart

'Cause I'm not the angel that he wishes I could be

For all my storms, all words escape me every time he looks at me

And I hated the way we talked as if there was nothing really important to say

Till I noticed how he stuck around every time I wished he would stay

Anticipation killed me nightly, he slept soundly while I laid awake

Till it was more than I could take

Six spun the bottle but I was too afraid to try

Been with lots of boys

And they screwed me up, so I learned to lie

But he plays me records, gets me home safe late at night

He kissed me one too many times, but still, this boy, he couldn't see the light

But I hated the way we talked as if there was nothing really important to say

Till I noticed how he stuck around every time I wished he would stay

Think this could turn out fine if I shut up and let things be okay

But I thought back while we laid in his bed and—

And I worry about the line 'tween his and mine, and what the boys'll say

When I finally gave him up and walked away, he started following

This is harder than I ever thought it'd be, so tell me, will I pay

For the smack that left me safe?

So let's stay in bed all day

And may things abide, okay?