There he was again like you, nothing new.
The way he played like you, nothing new.
Yeah I slept with him too, not like you.
And it felt great too, not line nothing you.
Then he asked me if I was, and I didn’t know what it meant.
So I told him, “I don’t know what you want. I love you.”
And he kissed me and said that would do.
And I love him and not you, nothing new.
And I love nothing like him, never you.