don't tell her

don't tell her that i drink tea and not coffee

i'd prefer if you didn't talk at all about me

even in a brief casual chat

don't tell her how i loved your smile

or things like that

don't tell her how i was your best friend

don't tell her how it could never work out in the end

don't tell her how you learned a lesson from me

and that's why you have to take things slow and easy

if you can forgive me for my faults

then maybe it can work out after all

i can't stand anybody knowing me the way you do

and i can't stand the thought of her knowing you

don't tell her about that camping trip we took

don't tell her how i bite my lip and never finish a book

don't tell her how i like to sleep in late

or that i believe in romance and fate

well

what if we meet on some cross-town street?

and you'll introduce us and we'll finally meet

and i'll be alone when you're walking away

and i'll be wondering what she's going to say

well

i know we'll never be the way we were

but don't tell her

don't tell her that i'm too old for my age

don't tell her that this love of mine was just a stage

she doesn't need to know my point of view

she'll never love you like the way that i do