Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry
And I swear I'll do my best to comply
And I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
With these revisions and gaps in history
Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
So, just say how to make it right
That you're deserting for better company
So let me help you remember
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear
You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
I can't accept that it's over
So please back away and let me go
I feel must I interject here
And I swear I'll never wrong you again
But you've had your chance so say goodbye
I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave
I know that I have made mistakes
Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together?
You've got allure I can't deny
I can't my darling I love you so but oh, oh