I was raised in writing love songs

For someone I hate

Now when I write a real one

It feels like fate

I try to relax my face

In case I make it to old age

But you got me smiling all the time

My eyes go so wide

I was always afraid of starting talking

'Cause I know there's no way of ever stopping

There's no way of fitting everything in

Not everything you say

Has got to let them know something deeper about you

Forgot a bunch of parts of me back then

I want you around while I'm remembering

Like in first grade how I went by Wayne

I always had another name