| If I tell you a secret |
| Promise not to run your mouth |
| You see, I’ve kept my trap shut |
| For about one week now |
| Well, if this is it I’m gonna go out with a bang |
| Lest a whimper and shoot from the hip |
| With a fair and honest answer |
| May you come true |
| To come around and let everyone down with me? |
| You see, I’ve got plans and they don’t involve a single friend here |
| To which you’ve got friends in which your plans will rest for years and years |
| Cause Kelly had you pegged |
| Or at least your motives from the start |
| When everything you said misled my upright but hopeless heart |
| May you come true |
| And come around to hurt this town with me |
| Because this is what happens |
| When everybody’s best friend |
| Confesses feelings for me |
| On a sunset Walnut Street balcony |
| Well I’m gonna be sorry |
| Well I’m gonna be sorry |
| Well I’m gonna be sorry |
| And make you see that you’re gonna be sorry |
| That you’re gonna be sorry |
| That you’re gonna be sorry |
| You messed with me |
| You messed with me |