Love me if you dare
I’m just that kind of girl.
Fire and flame and fear and everything will blur.
But when the slow song comes on
I’ll only let you hold me til it’s midnight, then I gotta fly away
past the second star to the right while Big Ben rings,
before the spell breaks and we’re normal in our everyday things
in your worn-down shoes and my patchwork prom gown,
in this old and dusty, ancient town.
So love me if you dare,
but know I’ll never stick around.
Love is patient, love is kind, stop the tape and let’s rewind.
Love is hot and love is cold, but darling know you can’t grow old with me
‘Cuz I’m just not that kind of girl.
I’ll only let you so far in
and then you gotta watch me walk away again
Like moonbeams on the road, I grow pale and then grow cold
and when the sun comes, I will fade away
and you’ll learn to forget me,
and you’ll learn to forgive me,
and you’ll learn why I couldn’t stay.
‘Cuz I was tired of these worn-out jeans
and I needed more than these small-town dreams
and I knew you’d never ask for more
than whatever came to your front door.
So I chose to leave you now instead of then
to break your heart a little less.
And I hate it when you say:
Love is patient, love is kind—darling stop talking rainbows and sunshine
because love is hard and love is mean and love will take away everything.
So love me if you dare,
‘cuz I’m just that kind of girl.

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