Hey girl, I think I met a nice guy
He's my hight and he's got green eyes
Told me he likes older women

Got a think for Nandos chicken
I don't care, I think he might be the one


Done with American royalty
I want things as British as they can be
But then I couldn't understand him

Had some problems with his accent
Maybe he just speaks too slowly


Chorus:
Falling hard, falling fast, 65 day romance
Who am I to come between your bromances?

I'll go home and write an album about you
You'll just probably get another tattoo


Then the twitter trends came flying in
Hashtag Haylor was just the beginning
Death threats eh, I'll deal with later

I still get them from John Mayer
People say they ship us...
So he got a tattoo, of a ship


Chorus


Started out the new year with a kiss
Then on the Virgin Islands, we called it quits
Maybe I tweeted my own lyrics

But what you said only inspired it
You'll hear all about it in another song
Won't be long

You'll hear all about it in another song