You said: Nothing lasts forever
I can't argue with that
Easy to claim when you're a cynic
And all you offer is a hand

Not all thorns will prick you
You still feel the first
And now you don't grow roses
'Cause the one still hurts

I wanna be the one
I wanna be the one

Maybe there's no great love I'm looking out for
In the vast spoils of everything
I've got nothing much to offer
But I feel richer than a king

Not all thorns will prick you
You still feel the first
And now you don't grow roses
Because the one still hurts

I wanna be the one
I wanna be the one
I wanna be the one
I wanna be the one
I wanna be the one
I wanna be the one
I wanna be the one