Every time I eat peanut M&M;'s
I think of you.
That one time we shared a bag
and you ate all the yellow ones.
I didn't know why,
I didn't ask.

Every time I eat peanut M&M;'s
I think of you.
Now you're engaged
and I haven't seen you in years.
I don't know why,
I don't ask.

Every time I eat peanut M&M;'s
I think of you.
Those high school days together
and how we never got any any closer
then a bag of peanut M&M;'s.
I wonder why?

He said he liked my shoes
sitting across from me
after he said we haven't talked in a while.

I want to tell him everything
as I laugh at his ridiculous beard
then I tell him it's the middle of summer.

When we make plans for tomorrow
my heart and my lips smile
then he looks sad, he forgot he has to work tomorrow.

Some other time I say
happy I got to share this moment with him
because we haven't talked in a while.

I don't realize how longs he stays
until he says he better be going
I smile and tell him I'll talk to him tomorrow.

He tells me he'll call
after he reminds me he has to go home soon
I know I may never see him again.

I hope we still talk
maybe we'll even visit one another
for now I'll just look at my shoes.

Have you ever thought about
your lips against mine,
your hands in my hair?

Have you imagined my hands
on your back
holding you close to me?

Have you ever thought about
spending the night,
waking up next to me?

Have you imagined the day
spent in the sun
just you and me?

Have you ever thought about it?
Have you imagined it?

She isn't smart
she isn't very pretty
but you wanted her body.
The cut of her shirt
the length of her shorts
made you over look me.
If that's what you're looking for
then I'm glad you passed by
I'm not that kind of girl.

I thought you were smart
and, oh, so handsome
but you acted immature.
How your eyes undressed her
the comments that you made
proved you, to me, undesirable.
I thought we could have something
thought you wanted more than physical
apparently you're not that kind of guy.

I can't say that I'm happy for you
because you were so awful to me
all your hurtful words ran me through

what did you expect me to do
simply let my broken heart be
I can't say that I'm happy for you

the ringer that you put me through
all the tears that you wouldn't see
all your hurtful words ran me through

my skies were clouded, never blue
I told you I wasn't anymore happy
I can't say that I'm happy for you

I don't wish hurt for you
just a taste of what you did to me
all your hurtful words ran me through

and, no, I can't say either that I loved you
but you brought out the worst in me
I can't say that I'm happy for you
all your hurtful words ran me through

I think about that night often
remembering how it felt to be in your arms
and how it felt when you didn't stay the night.
The rush of emotion, hot and cold,
sweating and shivering.

I think about how you just left
forever changed by the passion we shared
but neither of us different for the better.
We loved one another more
but were left harder by the new feelings.

I think about that night often
remembering how it felt when you wanted me back
and how it felt to say I couldn't go through it again.
The rush of emotion, hot and cold,
knowing I should've said yes.