You asked me to dinner you brought me stuff, now what do I make of that
You made me an offer I called your bluff, now you're an amnesiac
Driving with one hand on the wheel
Ordering luck with every meal
I said like we do like we'd like to think, I'll take care of myself
And who would've thought that initial drink would clear an entire shelf
You should look at it realistically
I know you couldn't be in love with me
You sat there as dumb as a dog or cat just hoping it's for the best
As if anything ever comes from that, except an appalling mess
Now you didn't bank on the alchemy that flattery turns to love
But you took that obstructions will always be the danger of falling off
Driving with one hand on the wheel
Not knowing how or what you feel