I've got my mind set, and I've been preparing, so please excuse me if my eyes have been staring. You make my heartache with the thought of your skirt
I wrote you thousands of chords, but the more I confess, the less you're impressed with me. I'd leave you begging for more if only you were listening
And while you were out, I read those letters that you wrote to yourself. About how you hate this town, and how you'd kill to get out. But don't start
You're my everything Everything that I need Here in your arms is where I Where I'd like to be It might be too soon for I love you But I can't hide the
And if the sun comes up, and yor heart is fleeting, and you regret what we've done, because it had no meaning then I promise not to be there, in the
