You know how us Catholic girls can be We make up for so much time a little too late I never forgot it, confusing as it was No fun with no guilt feelings
Sometimes is never quite enough If you're flawless, then you'll win my love Don't forget to win first place Don't forget to keep that smile on your
I had no choice but to hear you You stated your case time and again I thought about it You treat me like I'm a princess I'm not used to liking that
Wait a minute man You mispronounced my name You didn't wait for all the information Before you turned me away Wait a minute sir You kind of hurt
An old man turned ninety-eight He won the lottery and died the next day It's a black fly in your Chardonnay It's a death row pardon two minutes too
I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey Hidden in the bottom drawer I don't
You like snow but only if it's warm You like rain but only if it's dry No sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor No fundamental excuse
How to stay paralyzed by fear of abandonment How to defer to men in solveable predicaments How to control someone to be a carbon copy of you How to
(Deluxe Edition Track) I've been most unwilling To see this turmoil of mine The thought of sitting with this Has me paralyzed With this prolonged exposure
Every time you raise your voice I see the greener grass Every time you run for cover I see this pasture Every time we're in a funk I picture a different
What's the matter Mary Jane, you had a hard day As you place the don't disturb sign on the door You lost your place in line again, what a pity You
I'm broke but I'm happy I'm poor but I'm kind I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah I'm high but I'm grounded I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed I'm lost but
We share a culture same vernacular love of physical humor and time spent alone you with your penchant for spontaneous events for sticky and raspy, unearthed
I'm not threatened, by every pair of legs you watch go by I don't cringe when you stare at women, it's just a thing called guy I don't notice your side
I can be an asshole of the grandest kind I can withold like it's going out of style I can be the moodiest baby And you've never met anyone As negative
I won't see my dear friends as much Male friends especially, I'll no longer be in touch I'll change my hobbies to match yours I'll stop reading my
Why no one will help me I am too dumb I am too smart They'll not understand me I am lonely They'll hate me And there is not enough time It's too
Deadlines, meetings and contracts all breached D-days and structure responsibility Have-to's and need-to's and get-to's by three Eleventh hours and upset