I don't mind it
I don't mind at all
It's like you're the swing set
And I'm the kid that falls
It's like the way we fight
The times I've cried
We come to blows
And every night
The passion's there
So it's got to be right
Right?
I don't mind it
I still don't mind at all
It's like we're those bad dreams
When you can't wait up
It looks like you've given up
You've had enough
But I want more
No I won't stop
Because I just know
You'll come around
Right?
...
Je t'aime malheureusement beaucoup trop...