Game changer
You were at my table long before I thought of something good to say
I thought maybe there’s something here, and this one’s gonna steal my heart
You said, “Anyone ever tell you that your eyes are really nice?”
And I just smiled and then said, “Yeah. That’s usually how it starts.”
Soon I was going through the motions, asking all the usual questions:
What do you do for a living? Do you like to take long walks?
I smiled when I was meant to smile and made like I was really listening
But inside I was too confused to find the strength to talk
Did someone put a curse on me, like some movie from the 1980s?
Am I destined to repeat the same first date for all my life?
How many more sushi dinners? How many more conversations
All about my travel plans and what would make the perfect wife?
I guess that I’m just looking for a different kind of complicated
Sure it’s never easy, but why must it always be the same?
Somehow other people get it right
But I’m giving up after tonight
Unless you tell me something fast that’s gonna change the game
So I took off to the bathroom ‘cos I couldn’t stand to listen to
A conversation that I’d heard so many times before
I pushed the door and walked inside and looked into the mirror
There was some weird sense of déjà vu in those eyes that I saw
The same expression that I’ve worn on more first dates than I remember
Those eyes that say, “Well I don’t know. This isn’t good. This isn’t bad.”
But then a question smacked me sideways and it made me think of you
What if I’m the same as every date you’ve ever had?
What if you’re sitting at that table wondering if I’m all that’s out there?
What if this feels like the last five hundred blind dates you’ve been through?
What if I’m a clone of every person that you’ve ever met
And now you think the universe has nothing new for you?
Maybe you’re just looking for a different kind of complicated
Sure it’s never easy, but why must it always be the same?
Somehow other people get it right
Should we give up after tonight?
Unless one of us does something fast that’s gonna change the game
A different kind of complicated? Maybe that’s just overrated
Maybe I should just feel glad there’s someone sitting there with me
I decided I expect too much and everyone deserves a chance
And maybe this is really just the way it needs to be
This is what I told myself as I walked right back to our table
I wanted to sit there with you, I thought the night should carry on
I would’ve said we should start over, I would’ve said I like your smile
I would’ve said a lot of things, the problem was that you were gone
Well, I said that I was looking for a different kind of complicated
Sure it’s never easy, but why must it always be the same?
Somehow other people get it right
But that’s not happening tonight
And something tells me nothing’s ever gonna change the game
All I ever wanted was a game changer
Please tell me you’re a different kind of stranger
All I ever wanted was a game changer
Please tell me you’re a different kind of stranger
All I ever wanted was a game changer
Please tell me you’re a different kind of stranger
All I ever wanted was a game changer
What happened to adventure and a sense of danger?
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