One year down...many to come
I wrote you a poem that was eleven pages long
But sad to say it only had eleven words
"I love you so much that my face hurts real bad!"
I write in big letters
Cause it's a big love
I know I'm not always the best
The pick of the litter
Sometimes I'm the runt
But I try
And trying is everything
Or at least I think so
I'll dress you up in pretty clothes
They'll match our pretty souls
Right as Rain we are
Right as Rain
I never understood such a soft expression
Rain comes when it wants to and a lot of times it lies
Thunder doesn't always bring rain
Rain is such a fucking liar
If I could I'd kick its metaphoric ass
People don't like us
But damn it we don't like people
A year is a long time to love someone
A year is a long time to do anything
We only get an average of 72 of them
And you get seventy three
So I'm taking your year for the past one kay?
I don't like somethings you love
And you hate the things I don't like
I guess that's an honest trade off
We're perfect in an awkward sense
Two feet on the ground is usually accompanied by a large crash
And out dancing...well it could use some work
But we do have that one thing I really love
We have love
And I love it
I love being in love
Almost as much as I like being naked
But those are two completely different feelings
We're two completely different people too
You have things I envy
Like boobs
Boobs are sweet
But I have things you envy too
You're too pretty for me...know that
Of course not
We don't know anything
We're in love remember
And love is forgetting to remember anything at all
It's like that poem I wrote
You know
The one that was eleven pages long
But sad to say it only had eleven words
"I love you so much that my face hurts real bad!"
I write in big letters
Cause it's a big love
I know I'm not always the best
The pick of the litter
Sometimes I'm the runt
But I try
And trying is everything
Or at least I think so
I'll dress you up in pretty clothes
They'll match our pretty souls
Right as Rain we are
Right as Rain
I never understood such a soft expression
Rain comes when it wants to and a lot of times it lies
Thunder doesn't always bring rain
Rain is such a fucking liar
If I could I'd kick its metaphoric ass
People don't like us
But damn it we don't like people
A year is a long time to love someone
A year is a long time to do anything
We only get an average of 72 of them
And you get seventy three
So I'm taking your year for the past one kay?
I don't like somethings you love
And you hate the things I don't like
I guess that's an honest trade off
We're perfect in an awkward sense
Two feet on the ground is usually accompanied by a large crash
And out dancing...well it could use some work
But we do have that one thing I really love
We have love
And I love it
I love being in love
Almost as much as I like being naked
But those are two completely different feelings
We're two completely different people too
You have things I envy
Like boobs
Boobs are sweet
But I have things you envy too
You're too pretty for me...know that
Of course not
We don't know anything
We're in love remember
And love is forgetting to remember anything at all
It's like that poem I wrote
You know
The one that was eleven pages long