That guy's the kind that comes home at 2 am
If he comes home at all
That guy's too busy hanging with his friends
And he can't even call
Ya he can sure tell a lie
He's the runaround kind
Says he's putting you first
You're last on his mind
Is he even worth those tears that your crying
If it were up to me
And you let me make you mine
Then the whole world would see
You're top of the line
But if you ain't into being treated right
If what you need is losing sleep and lonely nights
If you get off being left high and dry
That's fine
But I ain't that guy
That guy likes to have a few more than one
And we ain't talkin' bout' a drink
That guy's real good at leading you on
But he ain't thinkin' bout' a ring
I'd never break your heart
No I'd never let you down
Or leave you falling apart
Like you are right now
If it were up to me
And you let me make you mine
Then the whole world would see
You're top of the line
But if you ain't into being treated right
If what you need is losing sleep and lonely nights
If you get off being left high and dry
That's fine
But I ain't that guy
If it were up to me
And you let me make you mine
Then the whole world would see
You're top of the line
But if you ain't into being treated right
If what you need is losing sleep and lonely nights
If you get off being left high and dry
That's alright honey
But I ain't that guy
No I ain't that guy
I ain't that guy