(by Matias Radosavljevic)

You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
Oh can't you tell by the way I run
Everytime you make eyes at me (wooh)
You cry and moan and say it will work out
But honey child I've got my doubts
You can't see the forest for the trees

So don't get me wrong, it's not that I knock it
It's just that I am not in the market
For a boy who wants to love only me, yeah
Yeah and I ain't saying you ain't pretty
All I'm saying is I'm not ready
For any person, place or thing
Try and pull the reins in on me

So goodbye, I'll be leaving,
I see no sense in crying and grieving
We'll both live a lot longer,
if you live without me, yeah

So don't get me wrong, it's not that I knock it
It's just that I am not in the market
For a boy who wants to love only me, yeah
Yeah and I ain't saying you ain't pretty
All I'm saying is I'm not ready
For any person, place or thing
Try and pull the reins in on me, yeah