I wrote a four-letter word on the beach by the poolside I know my game's bad, but I blame it on the flood lights I wait forever and a day just to get you in my king size And roll you up real tight Heard something that you said on the grapevine That you could be my rocket fuel on a Sunday You could be my early morning queen And I'm sure you could light my birthday candles And sing me like a submarine But we don't dress for the weather And we look perfect together But it's temporary love, I'm sure But I've been running round just to find me some closure Throwing lifelines to these lost causes and posers The last time I found a girl with any composure I was blinded by her love, I blame her overexposure I could cry away forever Forever and a day just to gauge your state in love I could cry away forever And for a little bit of give and take Cause you could be my rocket fuel on a Sunday You could be my early morning queen And I'm sure you could light my birthday candles And sing me like a submarine But we don't dress for the weather And we look perfect together But it's temporary love, I'm sure I'm sure I'm sure I'm sure That you could be my rocket fuel on a Sunday You could be my early morning queen And I'm sure you could light my birthday candles And sing me like a submarine But we don't dress for the weather And we look perfect together But it's temporary love, I'm sure I could be your gateway drug on a holiday Your darkest fantasy And I'm sure I could be your deep sea diver Read you like a magazine But I'm so scared of commitment And this isn't different So it's temporary love, I'm sure I'm sure