You should believe me
When I say that I don't write songs
I don't write songs
I writes letters in tune
Some are in major
Some are in minor
And some are in sevenths
But the one who writes the greatest songs is you
And so I tell you what
In these songs
It is the only single place where I don't get it all wrong
I tell you what's up
In this music
There are a couple of lies and one million excuses, excuses, excuses
You should believe me
When I say that I don't play guitar
I don't play guitar
But that's half the charm
And you should believe me
When I say that I don't know how to sing
It is a couple melodies that happen in between breathing
And I tell you what
I am remembering
Every word that I'm forgetfull pretending
And I tell you what's up in these tunes
There are a couple of lies and some great big news
I have news, I have news for you
(spoken)
Baby said she's in trouble
But there aint no trouble at all
I tell you what
I am remembering
All of your words that I'm forgetfull pretending
And I tell you what's up in these tunes
There are a couple of lies but there are some truths
There are truths, there are truths, there are
(spoken)
Baby said she's in trouble
But there aint no trouble at all