The Awful Truth of Loving

started out good

started out bad

still wanted a taste

of what I already had

the fruit is golden

when it falls from the tree

and it's spoiled by the time it gets to me

it's a dilemma

of girls and boys for centuries

should I be with you?

should I forget about me?

first it feels right

then you stay up all night worrying

it's the awful truth of loving

could've been noble

but it started out fast

they say that kind of thing

will never last

the peach is perfect

when it falls from the tree

and bruised by the time it gets to me

it's a dilemma

of boys and girls for centuries

do I really know you?

do you really need me?

first it feels right

then you write a novel worrying

about the awful truth of loving

and by the time

you bide your time

a year goes by

and you don't act any older

I wanted to be sweet

so you won't disappoint me

I wanted to be sweet

so you won't disappoint me

and when the stakes are high

I'm careless with the dice

and now it seems like

I'm pushing my luck all the time

and all that we were thinking

is about individuality