You know what you are to me Don't make me say it over and over again It's way too late Or much too early You know how I get When I'm left alone to my vices Like the grown-ups did when I was a kid
I said: I'm a bird in your hand, so take me as I am You know what you are to me Don't make me say it over and over again My left hand, a part of me It stays late to clean up my mess When I'm sick of all my choices Like the grown-ups I grew up with
Angels and addicts When I put my arms around you I mean it When I'm too drunk to stay up with you I mean it When I slam doors 'cause I'm pissed at you I mean it When I put on a suit and say "I do" I mean it
You know what you are to me Don't make me say it over and over again Over and over again (x12)
