So we got an issue
Put away the tissues
I'm telling you now that things will be alright
The woman that you're swearing
And other times you caring
And how will I ever know what's on your mind?
Well hear me out
I'm not complaining
Got a theory that explains it
I guess you're schizophrenic
But I swear I don't regret it
Yea I love the things you do
I promise that is true
Here is my confession
Yea I heart your imperfections
And I think it's time you knew
I love the both
I love the both of you
We got an issue
No I don't need a warning
At least your never boring
I'm watching you laugh yourself until you cry
Well I don't let it face me
Cause we're all a little crazy
But who wants to have the sugar with no spice
Well hear me out
I'm not complaining
I don't ever want you changing
I guess you're schizophrenic
But I swear I don't regret it
Yea I love the things you do
I promise that is true
Here is my confession
Yea I heart your imperfections
And I think it's time you knew
I love the both
I love the both of you
And like a box of chocolates
And the coin after it flips
Like a card out of the deck
How can you ever be sure what you're gonna get?
I guess you're schizophrenic
But I swear I don't regret it
Yea I love the things you do
I promise that is true
Here is my confession
Yea I heart your imperfections
And I think it's time you knew
I love the both
I love the both
I think it's time you knew
I love the both
I love the both of you
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