What She Likes

We sure looked good on paper
‘Til we read between the lines
It always hurts when you find
You’re running out of “laters” and “maybe next times”
When you can almost read her mind

She likes the romance, the slow dance
Staying out all night
She likes the Christmas lights all year round
Why put ‘em up, take ‘em down
She watches baseball, hates the mall
And hangs out with “the guys”
That’s what I know about what she likes
About what she likes

She’s all about the rainbow
But not the one on Sunset Boulevard
I got it wrong, she took it hard
And it really hurts to let go when you’re so close
To making it so far

I should have known that
I never could have known that I
Could ever know enough about her to keep her mine

--Evan and Jaron