I’ve always been such an easy target
Trading my heart on the open market for broken dreams
For broken dreams
Somehow love has left me calling
Out to girls who leave me falling apart
At the seams

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Maybe I should swallow all my pride
Get on a bus
Go for a ride back home
Maybe I should marry Jamie
Maybe I should go back home and marry Jamie
Maybe I should stop pretending
Every love has a storybook ending
Maybe we could write a story of our own

I’m never able to make my mind up
Always taking people’s time up
Searching for the perfect love
Every woman I think it is
Memories and maybe Jamie’s the one
I’m dreaming of

Repeat Chorus