The Foxymorons - Harvard Hands lyrics

Let me have your autograph, We'll leave at the 2nd half I know all the things you've heard, a foot-fault on the 2nd serve Let me see your saddest face, I'll write it down in lowercase I know all the things you do, but darling know my aim is true I fall to pieces Why can't you see this? Let me see your Harvard hands, A morse code I can understand My heart is breaking under weight, So serve it on a paper plate Baby I can end this fight, A cup of tea will make it right I played it on a broken string, A note that I could never sing I fall to pieces Why can't you see this? All that completes us Is our love and Jesus Let me pa** on 2nd down, a Sunday game with friends in town We'll run to Walmart late at night, I'll kiss you underneath the lights The spring is when this firm recruits, I'll polish off my navy suit I can set your pulse to rest, I love you though I'm 2nd best