Just the way you float through a crowded room
with that long tangled blonde hanging down.
Just the way you move to the groove playing in my head.
The soft of your limbs,
the touch of your hand,
the being your man when it's time to go.
Even if you never broke my heart,
even if you never broke my heart,
I'd still be begging you to tear it apart,
even if you never broke my heart.
If you were mine again by now,
we'd be making out in the backseat of a city cab.
We'd hit the floor just past the door,
cause we can't wait,
baby we can't wait.
It'd be the sun coming through
the window and you still being here.
Even if you never broke my heart,
even if you never broke my heart,
I'd still be begging
you to tear it apart,
even if you never broke my heart.
Even if you never broke my heart,
even if you never broke my heart,
I'd still be begging you to tear it apart,
even if you never broke my heart.
Even if you never broke my heart,
even if you never broke my heart,
I'd still be begging you to tear it apart,
even if you never broke my heart.
Even if you never broke my heart.