Centre stage,
Your styling your hair back with your fudge salt spray
Bragging about all you hookups out in LA
And I just keep smiling in the same old way

Driving too fast for someone who's wearing sunglasses in the dark
You say I look pretty but you can't help to laugh
But I just say thank you in that same old way,
Controlled way

But what I really meant to say
Oh shut your mouth, Cant you see
You're just wasting your time
So get over get over yourself
You've never blown my mind
Take your hands off of me
I hate the sight of your face
It's just one of the many things so far today
That I meant to say

You complain every chance you get,
Even that free champagne
You said the bubbles were too wet
Wanted me to explain
I talked you out slowly
In that same old way,
controlled way

But what I really meant to say
Oh shut your mouth cant you see
You're just wasting your time
So get over get over yourself
You've never blown my mind
Take your hands off of me
I hate the sight of your face
Its just one of the many things so far today
That I meant to say

This smile I paint on my face
Is long past its best before date
These words that glittered with grace
Are turning bitter like your coffee cream soufflé
My tongues not biting today
I'm letting out every honest word I face
Coz all I ever meant to say

Oh shut your mouth cant you see
Your just wasting your time
So get over, get over yourself
You've never blown my mind
Take your hands off of me
I hate the sight of your face
It's just one of the many things so far today
That I meant to say