I'm Kind of Tired.
It was mind blowing the way you've changed everyday
the closer we get,you seem farther away.
It's mind blowing the things you'll say to me,
"I'm sorry," and "I love you." are not the man I want to marry.
I want the heartless shit-bag I met that night
all alone at a bar watching two customers fight.
You stalked up to me in your leather and dress shirt and said,
"If looks could kill,I'm sure you'd be dead."
My jaw wanted to drop at your egotistical remark
but I loved how you looked at me,your brown eyes so dark.
As you stared right through my soul,you smiled at me again.
"I'm going to take you back to my place.And well,I'm sure you know what happens then."
And ever since that night,we've been together ever since.
But it's like your emotions become less and less dense.
I loved trying to figure you out,tying to get under your skin
now you don't treat me like your bitch,you treat me like kin.
Every night when we lay with yours arms around me,
you'll kiss my neck and whisper,"I'm kind of tired.I'm sorry,baby."
the closer we get,you seem farther away.
It's mind blowing the things you'll say to me,
"I'm sorry," and "I love you." are not the man I want to marry.
I want the heartless shit-bag I met that night
all alone at a bar watching two customers fight.
You stalked up to me in your leather and dress shirt and said,
"If looks could kill,I'm sure you'd be dead."
My jaw wanted to drop at your egotistical remark
but I loved how you looked at me,your brown eyes so dark.
As you stared right through my soul,you smiled at me again.
"I'm going to take you back to my place.And well,I'm sure you know what happens then."
And ever since that night,we've been together ever since.
But it's like your emotions become less and less dense.
I loved trying to figure you out,tying to get under your skin
now you don't treat me like your bitch,you treat me like kin.
Every night when we lay with yours arms around me,
you'll kiss my neck and whisper,"I'm kind of tired.I'm sorry,baby."