A Year Later

Apr 04, 2004 20:09

This is my first attempt at songwriting in about a year, so here goes nothin ( Read more... )

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theatari April 4 2004, 18:22:36 UTC
The Professional
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(Verse)
Things come easily to him
The first time was easy
The second was perfect
But he got the better of himself

When he met her he knew
There would be no effort involved
She sat in the kitchen and bawled
And he thought everything was fine

A year passed and nothing changed
He gained a few new talents
He still treated her the same
And that's when she met me

(Chorus)
The professional has it all
I could never be him
But why would I want to be?
The professional has it all
But he can't make her happy
Like I can

(Verse)
I'm not good at any particular thing
Top of his class
More friends than he can count
What can she see in me?

Maybe on those cold nights
When he comes home late
She'll realize her fate
Of being lonely and miserable

Run down the street, no stops
To my hole in the wall
On the front door she'll knock
Then I'll know she cares

(Chorus)
The professional has it all
I could never be him
But why would I want to be?
The professional has it all
But he can't make her happy
Like I can

(Bridge)
You don't have to be perfect
At everything
Only where it matters

(Chorus)
The professional has it all
I could never be him
But why would I want to be?
The professional has it all
But he can't make her happy
Like I can

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