Babe, you asked why I don't write you a song
So I thought: alright, you'll get one
You said I should describe you honestly
You're great, it's just hard for you to show it
And if we fight a lot? Nah
At least not when one of us is asleep
You ask what I think of you, though I've no idea why
I figured stuff like that is up to you
Of course my buddies can stand you
They just don't come visit us anymore
Because we're so hard to reach by bus
And maybe also 'cause you insult them
I often ask myself: what did I do to deserve such luck?
It's like a lifelong vacation in a civil war
I guess I'd better be sweet to you
You're not fat, nope, your jeans are mean
Please, please, please don't hit me
No matter what it's about
I swear, if you break my nose again
I thought I'd still tell you that
I hope you face-plant in your high heels
And oh I hate Grey's Anatomy
And sure you get fat if you just sit around
Kittens aren't cute, they're useless
I thought I'd still tell you that
And if anything bothers me? I guess, nope
Babe, you know I think fun's stupid too
At least you want me to stick with music
Provided I only write songs about you
I think we fit well together
I'm scared and you know how to use that
And if I think you're jealous?
But babe, no, of course not
You say trust is the cornerstone
The private detective has to be for my protection
Me not being allowed to talk to other women is okay
I know that includes the voice on my voicemail
Of course I'm allowed to go meet my friends
If they put in writing they're not into men
You wonder why I'm still doing all this, babe?
And it goes on as usual
Because I'm afraid to lose you
I'll stay with you, 'cause being alone is lame
And besides, you know where I live
I thought I'd still tell you that
I hope you face-plant in your high heels
And oh I hate Grey's Anatomy
And sure you get fat if you just sit around
Kittens aren't cute, they're useless
I thought I'd still tell you that