Lyrics

I’m not the only one who comes here looking
For a new perspective through this glass
But all I see is her home alone and cryin’
Over all the angry words I said
Two seats away there’s a brunette with tequila
Gonna mix it with some standard pickup line
She takes a shot and moves a little nearer
Smiles, and lets her sad brown eyes meet mine
But I’m not the man she thinks I am
I’m not sayin’ I’m not tempted
to blow it all, not give a damn
but there’s someone I’d be missing
It’s her ring I’m wearing on my hand
But I’m not the man she thinks I am
Often late at night I watch her dreaming
Another side of me she never sees
When I’m wide awake and scared about the future
And I don’t know who I’m supposed to be
I’m not the man she thinks I am
I’m no hero, I’m not perfect
Each day I give it all I can
And I wonder, is it all worth it
I know she thinks I’ve got a plan
But I’m not the man she thinks I am
I feel every heartbeat
I keep it all inside, don’t show weakness
She’ll never know how close I’ve come
To givin’ up, I keep trying
If I could make her understand
I’m not the man she thinks I am
But I keep tryin’ to be like him
If I could make her understand
When I’m losin’, I’m still fightin’
It’s her ring I’m wearing on my hand
But I’m not the man she thinks I am
Written by: Ed Pettersen, S. Spring
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