These Words sing and play along

My heart.

These words are my own.

Hey. Threw some chords together.

the combination D, E, F, is who I am,

is what I do.

And I was gonna lay it down for you.

I tried to focus my attention,

but I feel so ADD.

I need some help, some inspiration but it's not comin' easily.

Whoa, try'n' to find the magic.

Whoa, try'n' to write a classic.

Whoa, don't you know?

Don't you know?

Don't you know?

Whoa, waste bin fill of paper.

Clever rhymes, see you later.

These words are my own, from my heart flown.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

There's no other way to better say I love you,

I love you.

Read some Byron, Shelley and Keats.

Recited it over a hiphop beat.

I'm havin' trouble sayin' what I mean with dead poets and drum machines.

You know I had some studio time booked but I couldn't find the killer hook.

Now you're gonna raise the bar right up.

Nothin' I write is ever good enough.

These words are my own, from my heart flown.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

There's no other way to better say I love you,

I love you.

These words are my own, from my heart flown.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

There's no other way to better say I love you,

I love you.

you, I love you.

I'm gettin' off my stage.

The curtains pull away.

No hyperbole to hide behind.

My naked soul exposes, whoa,

whoa. Try'n' to find the magic.

Whoa, try'n' to write a classic.

Whoa, waste bin full of paper.

Clever rhymes, see you later.

These words are my own.

They're from my heart,

my heart.

I love you.

I love you.

That's all I've got to say.

Can't think of a better way.

And that's all I've got to say.

I love you.

Is that okay?