Sun’s in my eyes as I walk down the street. Faces everywhere, but none of them click. I’m looking for a spark—just a little fire—but all I end up with is another restless craving.
I’ve tried to squeeze into the mold, played the dating game. Every time, it’s the same story. I want something real, something that actually fits. Someone who gets me. Maybe that’s you?
I’m just being honest—you’re not really my type, but there’s something about you that feels right. What if we just broke all the rules tonight? Because yeah, you’re not my type, but maybe you could be.
Coffee shop noise, Friday night lights. It seems like everyone’s coupling up, holding hands, making plans. I used to think I had it all figured out—knew exactly what I wanted. Now, I’m not so sure. Maybe it’s time to find out.
I’ve tried to fit in, played along, but it always ends the same way. I need something real, something true. Someone who gets it. Maybe you do?
I’m not gonna lie—you’re not my type, but there’s something about you that just feels right. What if we threw out the rulebook tonight? Because honestly, you’re not my type, but you just might be.
Maybe love’s just a little bit crazy. Maybe we need something we’ve never tried before. I’m ready to take a chance, step out of my comfort zone, because being with you—it feels like home.
Not my type, but you just might be. Not my type, but you’re the one for me.
I’m not gonna lie—you’re not my type, but there’s something about you that feels so right. Maybe tonight’s the night we break the rules. Because you’re not my type, but you just might be.
Not my type, not my type—but you just might be. You just might be.
