Nothing Serious

And I swear with her its always
Heads I win and tails you lose
Josie flashes on TV., the radio sings her name
Id find her if my heart were free
My girl is such a gamble
All my luck runs out on a fifty/fifty chance

She takes different ways to stay
Everyday a different game, she always finds some way
To save a little face
She's fast, the next thing you know
You're kissing concrete
One day she fakes and the next she's in love again

And it feels so bad to be this good
When I'm so sick and tired of all her cunning style
Whispers around my neck that I watched fall
Behind my back, with all the times I touched
Her after class. I needed mine, she wouldn't grow
So I got out

One day she fakes and then she's gone again
But shell never get a second chance to say "nothing serious"