These things I saynCome spinning out of my mouthnLike they've lost their waynAnd there's no doubt about itnYou heard me,nI shouted,nI think you'd prefered itnThat whenever you come cleannI say nothing at allnnSo what?nYou'd leftnBefore I had a single chance to second-guessnThese bittersweet diversionsnAnd late night excursionsnSecret perversionsnWell, maybe I'm naïve,n'Cause I can't believe thisnnAnd now you fill my heart with doubtnYou've turned me inside outnBut I'm not jadednAnd still, with all this overkillnAnd bitterness instillednMy heart's left unfulfillednBut I'm not jadednnMy lifenCompletenWith minor twists and turnsnAnd just a small defeatnYou know you really got menYou burned menYou shocked menYou threw menYou lost menWell, maybe I'm naïvenBut I'm catching on fastnnAnd how could I have been so proud?nYou've turned me inside outnBut I'm not jadednAnd still, with all this overkillnAnd bitterness instillednMy heart's left unfulfillednBut I'm not jadednnYou came aroundnYour hands did all the talkingnAs you sat me downnFor a bittersweet remindernYou heard menI shoutednI'd never allow itn'Cause maybe I'm naïvenBut I'm not fucking stupidnnAnd still, with all this overkillnAnd bitterness instillednMy heart's left unfulfillednBut I'm not jaded