I promise you that everything will be okay;
You cowardly claim that faith is overrated.
Always assuming the worst, assuming I won’t stay
Assuming our destiny is already ill fated
You cowardly claim that faith is overrated;
Asking how many “I love yous” I’ve been faking.
Assuming our destiny is already ill fated
While I’m building my life around this “disaster in the making”
Asking how many “I love yous” I’ve been faking;
You’ll question and probe every word from my mouth.
While I’m building my life around this “disaster in the making”
I’m envisioning our children, our future house.
You’ll question and probe every word from my mouth
Doesn’t love mean daring yourself to believe?
I’m envisioning our children, our future house
But blind optimism is impossible for you to conceive.
Doesn’t love mean daring yourself to believe?
You push my devotion, stretch my affection.
But blind optimism is impossible for you to conceive
Please choose me over your own cynical self-protection.
You push my devotion, stretch my affection;
Always assuming the worst, assuming I won’t stay.
Choose me over your own cynical self protection
I promise you that everything will be okay. |
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