Bowling For Soup

I was out on the front line, doin' just fine,
Put it all behind me, 'til I came across a letter
from an old friend, asking "how ya been?"
Stopped me dead in my tracks and shot me right back there
to 02, when it was me and you.
What am I supposed to say?
I hope I don't fall head over heels,
Cuz I know how it's gonna feel.
And I don't think I can live though you again.
So don't don't don't
let it be love love love
because it hurts a lot, like it or not,
if it comes down to love or money
it won't be love love love
it won't be love love love.
And I know I should know better,
Man, I hate this stuff.
Don't let it be love.
Let's picket the front line,
I'm on the trot line, so reel me in,
bash me over the head, wish I was dead.
Time heals everything, time heals everything,
at least that's what I read. Here we go again.
We're head over heels and I know how it's gonna feel
When it crashes and it burns it'll be too much.
So don't don't don't
let it be love love love
because it hurts a lot, like it or not
if it comes down to love or money
it won't be love love love,
it won't be love love love,
and I know I should know better,
man, I hate this stuff,
Don't let it be love.
And if I ever hear that song again
I might just kill someone.
Not literally but the thought has crossed my mind.
So don't don't don't
let it be love love love
Don't let it be love love love
I'm much better with
WHAM, BAM, Thank you ma'am.
So don't don't don't,
let it be love love love,
because it hurts a lot, like it or not,
if it comes down to love or money
it won't be love love love,
it won't be love love love.
And I know I should know better.
Man, I hate this stuff
Don't let it be love.