Casanova

                                  I put you on the King car

You'll be home in an hour

I ought to wipe the slate clean

With new sheets and a shower



You think I jumped the gun

Well, I think I bit the bullet

If I held that trigger again

I think I'd aim at you and pull it



I don't really know you

But you were no Casanova



You decide what I'm here to provide

Fun and conversation versus

Good old-fashioned lubrication

I'm fine, this is all contrived

And I'm fine that you're just

On vacation



I don't regret what we did

Nothing wrong with a little impulse

But, man, what I wouldn't give

To be the one not returning your calls



I don't really know you

But you were no Casanova

And that just goes to show you

That I'm right back where I started

Not even broken-hearted



I'm not even broken-hearted



It's a little bit to late

To correct this whole mistake

So I'm laying where we lay

Trying to lose this constant replay



I don't really know you

But you were no Casanova

And that just goes to show you

That I'm right back where I started

Not even broken-hearted