anne's guitar

I fell in love With Anne's guitar She's begging me But I won't give it back Too many texts Too many calls So I changed my sim card My fingers are hurting But it feels so good Now I get the meaning That I never understood Since I fell in love I've packed my bags Booked my flight I'm ready now Guitar on my back Not looking back Ready to attack Anyone who's coming my way I'm running away I'm running away Sweet, she's sweet Since we've moved She's so different She's out of tune And indifferent to me Makes me wonder what I did For her to quit Why did you quit? Now I'm left alone with no guitar No love of my life I should've given it back to Anne