I'd write you off if I thought it possiblenI'll sit and scoff, there must be somethingnWrong with me...I can't make you seennTake my heart out and tear it opennReplace it with something better at copingnWith what I can't benI can't make you seennThat I will write anythingnI will say anythingnI'll change my clothes, my hairnI don't carenI'll be perfect for younnI'll hold your handnPick you up when you cannot standnDon't give up on me nownI'll be perfect for younnPassed out under the starsnWe'll recount stories of storiesnWasting time at a high school football gamenAnd you won't remember my namenn*Repeat*nn*Chorus*nnI smoked my first cigarette, InDon't care, just wanted tonImpress you...How did I do?nnGot you alone in my roomnMy god, I choked, couldn't make a movencouldn't touch younnBut you saw to all my fearsnNow every perfect line just disappearsnLike dried up tears across your facenNo, this night won't be erasednnOh no, no no, I get itnI know, this is getting patheticnI should be with you, I'm doing this all wrongnInstead I'm singin' this fucking songnnOh no, no no, I get itnI know, this is getting patheticnI should be with you, I'm doing this all wrongnInstead I'm singin' this fucking songnnOh no...nnI will write anythingnI will say anythingnI'll change my clothes, my hairnI don't carennI'll hold your handnPick you up when you cannot standnDon't give up on me nownI'll be perfect for you