作词 : Cole
Cole
Think you’re really something ,now 
Just because I offer you 
A ride in my brand new car 
When you know we’re nothing more than just 
Smoke and rhetoric 
And we’re barely rhyming as we are 
So don’t get so excited 
He’s not that kind of writer 
The chances are we’ll wind up in some godforsaken 
cul-de-sac 
Not love 
No use to get sad about it 
Can’t love everysong 
Well let’s not lose perspective, now 
Just because we spend a little time together while 
we’re on our way 
And sure I’ll hold you for a little while 
If you ask me I can stay 
At least until tomorrow 
But now we’re halfway through the song and I’m still 
tagging along 
Surely clouds are coming soon 
But as of now I can see nothing but blue 
No use to go second guessing 
Can’t cry everysong 
Maybe the wine is going cheap at the creative retreat 
Maybe our man’s smoking something 
Because something’s feeling scarily like love 
No need to complain 
No siree Bob 
Can’t cry everysong