Repaint my room green
Pretend I'm hurt
Throw everything out the windows
I found nothing better to do
And it might seem pretty ordinary
But it's the list of things I wanna do with you
Lock myself inside all day
Throw everything out the windows
I found nothing better to do
And it might seem pretty ordinary
But it's the list of things I wanna do with you
I know I'm too naive
To draw up the non-exhaustive list
Of all the things I wanna do with you
Make love when we're drunk
Have a touch of the blues
Tell each other we're happy