Everybody talks about what they think they need
The make up a list of things: 1, 2, 3...
Everyone is different but where we can agree
Is every girl wants her boy to treat her sweet

Don't think that being mean will get you anywhere
Don't think that acting cool will make me want to care
I just need your respect, if you're gonna be the one
And if you must apply then try to get the job done

Talk can be so cheap
So I just look for your actions
Be good to me
If you want my attraction
Maybe I just want too much
But I don't really care
I know I'm worth it
And I know he's out there

Wait, wait
You might be a contenda
Hey, hey,
Can I borrow your sweatshirt

Normally I'm not the one
To say hello first
But if I didn't I might miss out
And that might hurt

I've been contemplating
What it takes
To make me give my heart
Could you be the one, standing
In the crowd
I'm waiting to find out