Secondhand Love
You’ve learned how to craft lady killing lines
They find their target heart almost every time
And in between your conquests, you like to shoot at mine
It’s not right
It’s not kind
Chorus:
Oh don’t give me no second hand love
Don’t swear that it’s me you’re thinking of
When you’re pouring out your heart
In words that you’ve made into art
Don’t tell me it’s for me
I’m just the girl in the front seat
You’ve got a hundred songs at your fingertips
You can pull one out and put my name on it
And when it falls around me
It feels like a perfect fit
But it’s been worn before
Who was that girl you wrote it for?
Chorus
Oh don’t give me no second hand love
Don’t swear that it’s me you’re thinking of
When you’re pouring out your heart
In words that you’ve made into art
Don’t tell me it’s for me
I’m just the girl in the front seat
When it comes to love, you’ve got perfect pitch
Make every syllable sound like you bled for it
And I like all the yearning
All the flaming and the burning
That you throw my way
Just to see if I will play
Chorus
But don’t give me no second hand love
Don’t swear that it’s me you’re thinking of
When you’re pouring out your heart
In words that you’ve made into art
Don’t tell me it’s for me
I’m just the girl in the front seat
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