I've been writing love songs for as long as I know, But now I'm finally speechless (you've shut me up) And failure's not an option this time I can see my mother's face she's sick of break-up stuff Every kiss feels like the first Each goodbye, like the last I don't remember doing selfless good deeds How else would I deserve you?
Hopeless romantic since the day I was born But now all the roses are finally justified Cautious moves, I will do nothing wrong If this doesn't work, at least this time I tried And every kiss feels like the first Each goodbye, like the last I don't remember saving someone's life How else would I deserve you?