you hid this little note amongst my razor blades
you knew i'd find it one day when i went to shave
well sure enough i found it, i can't believe it took so long
it was sitting there on my shelf ticking like a time bomb
it said i don't have that much to give you,
since i am not too cool. anything that i do give you
will be lame, i know, but here's us, see diagram A
maybe i can give you that and you can give me the same
diagram A is two stick figures and they're holding hands
you've got pigtails and a skirt and there are hearts swimming above our heads
i am represented by my stupid haircut,
this little note made me feel like singing songs about love
and believe me, you are cool, you're as cool as black ice
i think you're sweet and you are gorgeous, just so clever and so nice
and i want to have your babies, i want to wash your plate
i want to carry your books to school, i want to bake you a cake
and i want to sing to you, i want to sing to you
until i cannot sing no more
and fall asleep with you, and sleep with you
and dream about being exactly where we are
i want to sing to you and sing to you
until i cannot sing no more
and fall asleep with you and sleep with you
and dream about being about exactly where we are