Im not the first to sleep beside you in this bed

Its poisoned with some other idiotic guys smell

And even though you tell me that your love for him is dead

I always keep preparing to go through all lovers hell

I gotta start believing that you really love me

I gotta start believing that you want what's me

I gotta start believing that you really love me

If you say so, it's gotta be so

She told the news to me, a planted part of me

Not to fully grow to show a way of what could be

I asked her to be true; she said "I love you too"

Her eyes were sad and I recall somebody asked "do you?"

I gotta start believing that you really love me

I gotta start believing that you want what's me

I gotta start believing that you really love me

If you say so, it's gotta be so