Yes, you know how some things
Seem like God's gift
Easy come
You know it hurts so good
Like all the best things
You can crawl, you can walk
You can beg or you
You know that sleep is getting hard to get
'Cause you
Mary hangs from the rearview mirror
On the dash her son's
This is the real world, made wrong made right
Or maybe
Well, I don't know about you
But there's not a lot
Understand that we don't dislike you
Nothing ever goes quite as
Never met you but how I love you so
Never met
I don't mind if I never ever meet you
I love
Why don't you let someone be rude to youKick you
Now mostly you don't like meAnd mostly that's okayThe mouth
How time lfies when you're biting your lip 'til it
