This is how it works Inside my heart is a jerk Who thinks that every girl's the last one But he doesn't know The odds are low, so he goes I feel like Cupid pulled a fast one But I would rather see you spittin' and cursin' Tryin' to hit me Than to have you see me off in the hearse And then resent me In the nursing home, you'd finally meet The guy who's meant to be with you And you know it's a fact You can do better than that You can do better than me And you will But it's so wrong to keep holdin' you back Like we got time to kill (And I don't know what to say) Baby it's not you, it's me (And I don't know what to say) Maybe we're not meant to be (And I don't know what to say) Just like Wallace said you would be Ciao, Knives. You're too good for me I found a girl, I can't tell if she's into me I'm head over heels and it feels like an injury From the look on her face, she's givin' nothin' away But she could be the one The future Mrs. Pilgrim I know we're still young, but somethin' may grow Take it from me, baby Settin' you free's the only way that we'll know