It started off quiet
Soon it got crazy
My memory of that night
Is growing more and more hazy
And I never figured out why
She decided to move in my direction
And I was afraid of facing rejection
I didn't want to go through another lie
Now she's walking away
I should've asked her to say
Well I guess I won't know, oh no
I guess it was dumb love
I guess it was dumb love
I guess it was the kind of thing you think that it's over
That some fires are just meant to smolder
I am a can of gasoline
She's the match that struck me
Not so quiet now
We raised our voices
One of a crowd
Of angry choices
We both regret later but not now
So we shatter our hearts
And then we pick up the pieces
Our letter of love
Is showing too many creases
Some of these words
We should've spoke aloud
Now I'm walking away
I didn't know what to say
Well I guess she won't know, oh no
I guess it was dumb love
I guess it was dumb love
I guess it was the kind of thing you think when you're sober
How long will I be hung over?
She is the bottle of whiskey
And I've been drinking
When are you coming back
You have what I lack
I guess it was dumb love
I guess it was dumb love