I love how you hate the way I always say That you'll learn someday I love how you keep trying to hold onto me When I turn away
You're painting me pictures of Mrs's and Mr.'s And they're pictures I'd love to believe And that's the beautiful thing About princes and queens And you being So young and naive
You say you're a man And you swear that you can Be the world to me But I've seen the world And I can't be the girl That I think you need.
You beg me to listen to see what I'm missing You're takin' all "Adam and Eve" And I'm tempted to try But the problem is I Am no longer so young and naive.
You look like a face in the movies Your kiss is straight out of a dream You treat me like I was a princess What in the world Is the matter with me?
It's not that I'm jaded, But love's complicated It's hard to see that at nineteen I hear what you're sayin' About having faith and You promise me You'll never leave.
And I wish I didn't know better But I'm not so young and naive.