all I said was that I’m inexperienced | what I meant was | “i’m afraid of disappointing you” | but you didn’t have to tell me that | you would have rather preferred an experienced girl | see, what you meant to say was; “i wanted a better girl than you” | girls who know what they’re doing | who aren’t second guessing your love | who are beautiful | of course i lashed out, anger tinged in alcohol | because i’m so tired of lies and deep down | i knew the voice in my head is right | it didn’t matter if you were drunk too | if you stayed up all night trying to call me | if you ran across the track to grab my arm | beg for forgiveness and a thousand “i love you, baby. you know that”s | because I knew what you meant | you don’t have to lie anymore