Not that guy

You're afraid that I'm like your ex

No I'm not that guy

I will tell you why

Come a little closer

Look me in the eye

Let me hold your hand

I am not that guy

Who will tell a lie

I might be wrong

Mistaken all day long

Confused & perplexed

Until re-set by your sex

Subdued by your passion

I'm not that guy

Who will make promises

And betray the honesty

Or flirt too much with other guys

I will rush home to your doubting eyes

I'm not like your ex's

I'm not that guy

I won't stay out all night

I won't bring you roses

Here's a picture of a flower

And a heart-felt poem

It came to me at work

I come home to my lover

I'm not like those other guys

I won't hurt you on purpose

I will rehearse my speeches

Every minute away from you I spend

Trying to comprehend

How will I crush those memories?

Quell the fear that I'm like your ex

I prove it every day

I need you to try harder

Have faith in me

I'm not that guy

You fear I'm like your ex

No I'm not that guy.