I was raised in writing love songs for someone I hate Now when I write a real one it feels like fate I try to relax my face In case I make it to old age But you got me smiling all the time My eyes go so wide I was always afraid of starting talking 'Cause I know there's no way of ever stopping There is no way of fitting everything in Not everything you say Has got to let them know something deeper about you Forgot a bunch of parts of me back then I want you around while I'm remembering Like in 1st grade How I went by Wayne I always had another name