Not Before Her

I see you check your screen again

To trace the lines of where we've been

But you are looking back at them

And you keep trying to fit me in

To a mold of who you loved back then

But I am not a quiet ghost

I am the one who holds you

close (ahhhh)

Maybe I'm not as interested

as the girls you had before

Maybe I won't play along

or beg you at your door

I'm standing in the sunlight now,

I'm stepping on the floor (yeah)

You talk of matches made in gold

And stories that were never told

But I have got my own design

And I won't spend my precious time

I won't be your second best

Or another name inside your chest No,

I am wild and I am free (mmmmm)

Maybe I'm not as interested

as the girls you had before

Maybe I

won't play along

or beg you at your door

I'm standing in the sunlight now,

I'm stepping on the floor

No, I'm not the same...

(not the same)