I know all the little things
Like how
You take your drinks without ice
And how
You'd rather freeze in a leather jacket
Then out on a real coat.

I know what it means
When your face starts to twist
And I know what you're thinking
When you insist
On opening the door for a lady.

I know the way your hair dries
When it's fresh out of the shower
And straight into bed:
Almost like it's going to fly away.

I know how your eyes plead
When you're holding back
And I know how your hands curl
When something hurts

But the thing I wish I never knew,
Was your face of disgust
And the way you can quit a person
Like me.
I wish I never knew the little things.