Paris

Now I'm sprawled out on my floor
 Kind of want to talk, but we're not talking anymore
 And I can't even remember your face
 Just a glimpse of a blonde and the roll of your tongue
 But I swear I don't remember your taste

 And you left me naked and distressed
 From all that skin we never pressed
 I stumbled straight into your bed
 And then I told you how it felt
 But you were looking for a way
 That you could find yourself some  and some security

 But I don't want to be that guy
 That's turning up at your house in the middle of the night, no, no
 No I don't want to be that guy 
 who's turning up at your house in the middle of the night
 Just waiting for your boyfriend to go

 And you possesses me like a ghost when you're away
 And all your charms and your good looks were never gonna be enough
 To make me sit around and stay

 But I don't want to be that guy
 That's turning up at your house in the middle of the night, no, no
 No I don't want to be that guy 
 who's turning up at your house in the middle of the night
 Just waiting for your boyfriend to go

 And if I loved you, it'd be the worst thing I could ever do
 If I loved you
 And if I loved you, it'd be the worst thing I could ever do
 If I loved you, If I loved you

 I don't want to be that guy
 That's turning up at your house in the middle of the night, no, no
 No I don't want to be that guy 
 who's turning up at your house in the middle of the night
 No No

 But if I loved you, it'd be the worst thing I could ever do
 If I loved you