Besedila: Ingrid Michaelson. Girls & Boys. Die Alone.

I woke up this morning, a funny taste in my head
Spackled some butter over my whole grain bread
Something tastes different, maybe it's my tongue
Something tastes different, suddenly I'm not so young

I'm just a stranger, even to myself
A re-arranger of the proverbial bookshelf
Don't be a fool girl, tell him you love him
Don't be a fool girl, you're not above him

I never thought I could love anyone but myself
Now I know I can't love anyone but you
But you make me think that maybe I won't die alone
Maybe I won't die alone

Kiss the boys as they walk by, call me their baby
But little they know, I'm just a maybe
Maybe my baby will be the one to leave me sore
Maybe my baby will settle the score

I never thought I could love anyone but myself
Now I know I can't love anyone but you
But you make me think that maybe I won't die alone
Maybe I won't die alone

What have I become?
Something soft and really quite dumb
Because I've fallen,'cuz I've f-f-fallen, 'cuz I've f-f-fallen
So far away from the place where I started from

I never thought I could love anyone
I never thought I could love anyone
I never thought I could love anyone

But you, but you
(I never thought I could love anyone)
But you, but you
(I never thought I could love anyone)

But you, but you make me think
That maybe I won't die alone
Maybe I won't die alone