Stop the press I’m in a mess
I kissed a girl to shut her up
It didn’t work, it never does
‘Cause what you see is what you see
Stop the press I’m in a mess
I kissed a boy just for luck
It didn’t work, it never does
‘Cause what you see is what you see
And every single minute spent with you
Will kill me with the things we’ll never do
And all the precious things that we might see
And everything that you will become
And everything that you will become
Stop the press I’m in a mess
You twist my arm to get the truth
It didn’t work, it never does
‘Cause what you see is what you see
And every single minute spent with you
Will kill me with the things we’ll never do
And all the precious things that we might see
And everything that you will become
And everything that you will become
Stop the press I’m in a mess
I kissed a girl to shut her up
It didn’t work, it never does
‘Cause what you see is what you see
And every single minute spent with you
Will kill me with the things we’ll never do
And all the precious things that we might see
And everything that you will become
And everything that you will become