A word that falls so easily from parted lips
Something that rarely anyone means,
But is always said
I wonder how you can lie there in you bed
And not think about all the things you've done

But we all say thanks
We all think that you're great
We walk around the halls to find ourselves blinded by love
For a guy we don't know
A guy who doesn't care
But now I've fallen into the trap of your beauty
You've glued me into your web

Now all I can say is thanks