Låttexter: Kate Voegele. A Fine Mess. Talkin' Smooth.

How many times have you used that line?
Did you replace the last two dozen names with mine?
Is 'I love you baby' second nature by now?
'Cause it sounds awful rehearsed
When the words leave your mouth, yeah well

I don't know why but it seems that
I'm not the first to have heard this speech
Is this a routine you just repeat?

'Cause I don't mean to presume that
You don't love me like you say you do
But you're gonna have to prove that you're true
You're not just talking smooth

Your performance deserves an Academy Award
And it's a double edged sword 'cause I sure feel adored
Well, just between us I'd rather see you slip up
Don't you know that it's those less than perfect words
I can't get enough of, yeah well

Maybe I'm out on my head
But I'm telling you baby that I've been misled
So if the record's off well could you get it sent here

I don't need to presume that
You don't love me like you say you do
But you're gonna have to prove that you're true
You're not just talking smooth

Well, you prove that your tongue is a crime
Why don't you see the hurt and rely on this disguise?
You're losing me with every little wink of the eye

The end of my rope is slipping out of my hold
Yeah, so if you're clever you'd better do some damage control
I don't know why but it seems you made
A game of making a fool out of me
And I did not sign up to be your tongue and cheek

I don't need to presume that
You don't love me like you say you do
But you're gonna have to prove that you're true
And you're not just talking smooth
Oh can you prove that you're not just talking smooth?