Leave 'em smiling when you go, but always go.
I know the rules: no relationships. No complications. Leave ‘em smiling when you go, but always go. It's a song I know as well as any I play onstage.
The girl has “complication” written all over her beautiful face. But still, I want to know her. Sure, I'm breaking the rules. But what harm could it do?
It's not like anyone ever fell in love in four days, right?