I'm Not the Guy

You can categorize me
 Lump me with the others
 If that's the way you wanna play
 You can say that the way it's been
 Is exactly
 The way that it's gotta be
 And I'll make you feel right
 If you gotta feel right
 Well if you're willing to live truthfully
 I think you'll see
 That, Babe, I'm not the guy Who hurt you
 Many years ago
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy
 Babe, what are you seeing?
 When you look in my eyes
 Maybe someone from a magazine
 Is that someone who hurt you?
 You don't gotta explain it
 I used to read that magazine myself
 But last night in the kitchen, yeah
 I cancelled my subscription, yeah
 And maybe you'll believe me, Babe
 That you don't need to carry yours
 Around anymore
 'Cause I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy who made you crawl into the shell
 I'm not the guy who threw your heart against the wall
 I'm not the guy who made you feel like all you did was lost
 I'm not the guy who loved you, Babe, and kept his fingers crossed
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy who tried to hide his wedding ring
 I'm not the guy who disappeared after the spring
 I'm not the guy who took care of you for a weekend stay
 I'm not the guy who loved you babe, and took his love away
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy
 I'm not the guy