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Now I'm sprawled out on my floorKind of want to talk, but we're not talking anymoreAnd I can't even remember your faceJust a glimpse of a blonde and the roll of your tongueBut I swear I don't remember your tasteAnd you left me naked and distressedFrom all that skin we never pressedI stumbled straight into your bedAnd then I told you how it feltBut you were looking for a wayThat you could find yourself some sex and some securityBut I don't want to be that guyThat's turning up at your house in the middle of the night, no, noNo I don't want to be that guy who's turning up at your house in the middle of the nightJust waiting for your boyfriend to goAnd you possesses me like a ghost when you're awayAnd all your charms and your good looks were never gonna be enoughTo make me sit around and stayBut I don't want to be that guyThat's turning up at your house in the middle of the night, no, noNo I don't want to be that guy Letras de cancioneswho's turning up at your house in the middle of the nightJust waiting for your boyfriend to goAnd if I loved you, it'd be the worst thing I could ever doIf I loved youAnd if I loved you, it'd be the worst thing I could ever doIf I loved you, If I loved youI don't want to be that guyThat's turning up at your house in the middle of the night, no, noNo I don't want to be that guy who's turning up at your house in the middle of the nightNo NoBut if I loved you, it'd be the worst thing I could ever doIf I loved you From Letras Mania