We were never in the park， Talking on a see-saw, teetering with our feelings in the dark，ignoring tornado warnings. He didn't hold me in his arms， We didn't stumble over the pages of our relationship arc,ignoring tornado warnings. Don't understand how quickly we get， Right back in our rhythm without missing a step, And logically, the last thing I should have on my mind， But I want you there sometimes, I guess maybe that's why I'm lyingto my therapist， I keep saying things like I never saw him and we never kissed. Now I think, somehow, in my mind， If I could convince him if he doesn't see it, Then maybe it doesn't exist， I think he's onto me,every time I say I'm over that son of a bitch, I'm lyingto my therapist, I deserve an hour in a week， To focus on my thoughts， Not so obsessed with yours, I can't hear myself speak, I deserve my own consideration， Sometimes I wish I kept， Some of my feelings in the basement,so I'd still have some left， Don't understand how quickly we get， Right back in our rhythm without missing a step, And logically, the last thing I should have on my mind， But I want you there sometimes. I guess maybe that's why I'm lyingto my therapist， I keep saying things like I never saw him and we never kissed， Now I think, somehow, in my mind， If I could convince him if he doesn't see it, Then maybe it doesn't exist， I think he's onto me,every time I say I'm over that son of a bitch， I'm lyingto my therapist. I drive you home， You drive me crazy.But that's not gonna stop me. I call you out, You call me baby.But that's not gonna stop me From lyingto my therapist. I keep saying things like I never saw him and we never kissed， Now I think, somehow, in my mind， If I could convince him if he doesn't see it Then maybe it doesn't exist， I think he's onto me Every time I say I'm over that son of a bitch. I'm lyingto my therapist.