I’m Not the Guy

You can categorize me Lump me with the others If that's the way you wanna play You can say that the way it's been Is exactly The way that it's gotta be And I'll make you feel right If you gotta feel right Well if you're willing to live truthfully I think you'll see That, Babe, I'm not the guy Who hurt you Many years ago I'm not the guy I'm not the guy I'm not the guy Babe, what are you seeing? When you look in my eyes Maybe someone from a magazine Is that someone who hurt you? You don't gotta explain it I used to read that magazine myself But last night in the kitchen, yeah I cancelled my subscription, yeah And maybe you'll believe me, Babe That you don't need to carry yours Around anymore 'Cause I'm not the guy I'm not the guy I'm not the guy I'm not the guy who made you crawl into the shell I'm not the guy who threw your heart against the wall I'm not the guy who made you feel like all you did was lost I'm not the guy who loved you, Babe, and kept his fingers crossed I'm not the guy I'm not the guy I'm not the guy I'm not the guy who tried to hide his wedding ring I'm not the guy who disappeared after the spring I'm not the guy who took care of you for a weekend stay I'm not the guy who loved you babe, and took his love away I'm not the guy I'm not the guy I'm not the guy I'm not the guy I'm not the guy I'm not the guy