If I faltered slightly twice
Singling a double or botching a landing
If that was my routine, it was torture

I know that it's not an understatement
There'll be no wedding to you
I won't have trouble understanding
You're the biggest lie of all, I told to myself
And now we're being honest

There was something in your bed
While you were sleeping, there in your friend's bed
Not quite the person you were in love with

I know that it's not an understatement
There'll be no wedding to you
I won't have trouble understanding
You're the biggest lie of all, I told to myself
And now we're being honest

I used to think I had somebody watching over me