It's funny, I always wanna read what you have written
You never wanna see what I have done
And everything I do, I do for you
For you.

I could run away to South America like my friend Dan
And fly to Florida to see my Dad.
Yeah, it's been a while and I miss him.

And I wish I had a talent like you
Maybe I should learn to write
Do something with my life
It's far from perfect

He plays guitar all day
He'll play the strings away
Such a pretty song he plays
Why don't he play with me?

I'll do my best to dress how you want darling
I'll try to keep my weight down.
'Cause skinny boys like skinny girls and I'm drowning

Drinking coffee in bed
Watching you play guitar
Being in love is so wonderfully painful
It breaks my heart

And I wish I had a talent like you
Maybe I should learn to write
Do something with my life
It's far from perfect

He plays guitar all day
He'll play the strings away
Such a pretty song he plays
He plays guitar all day
He'll play the strings away
Such a pretty song he plays
He plays guitar all day
He'll play the strings away
Such a pretty song he plays
Why don't he play with me?

And I wish I had a talent like you
Maybe I should learn to write
Do something with my life
It's far from perfect
Beautiful bastard
Wonderful pain
Bruises round my neck
You know what I'm saying.


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