I don’t know how to put it
Seems like that’s the tricky part
I know for sure that when I was a kid
All this wasn’t that hard
I dont make enough
to buy you nice things anymore
But even if I did
I wonder what good it’d bring
One day I love you from the bottom of my heart
Next starring into your eye makes me want
To tear it up
You’re the nicest
I’ve ever met
So is alright to keep you waiting like
a rusty rifle in the shed
& is it wrong that I wont you in bed
is there something I’ll never get
& even if I did
I wonder what good it’d bring
One day I love you from the bottom of my heart
Next starring into your eye makes me want
To tear you up
There’s less stars in the sky
Then times I’ve been unfair
For each time you’ve cried
& it seemed I didn’t care
Watching the grief show in your stare
Where all the fury is kept safe to her
Where there’s no spoken oblique rancour
& where there are nobody else to proclaim
But one who is willing to take all the blame
Now how am I supposed to cope
Without a slightest bit of hope
One day I love you from the bottom of my heart
Next starring into your eye makes me want
To tear it up
One day I love you from the bottom of my heart
Next starring into your eye makes me want
To tear you up
Now, was it really that tough?
