You wear, your hair like it's your best accessory and I don't want to ever have to compete with thatI know, you'd be nothing but excessively sweet cherish me, sing to me, love me but I can't belong to anybody else right now though it is not much of an excuse i can't belong to anybody else when I've got so much figuring out to do I don't want to be a girlfriend I don't want to talk about my feelings yea I don't wanna be some girlfriend I don't wanna have to explain what I'm thinking I go, alone to watch stupid romance movies and I sit, wishing it was your arms wrapped around me and I just deny that all i want is a piece of you but I guess it's true don't want to talk on the phone don't want attachments, don't wannabe your girlfriend..