Sometimes I don't like being where I am No matter what I'd rather be in a barrel of kosher salt and pickle brine With a thousand paper cuts I'm uncomfortable in my own skin you might say Feeling my own guts So tell me something about yourself sweetheart Before I screw this whole thing up
You say you feel like a phony romancer Though you still believe in love Make you feel like a dancer Like you got all the answers Leave you wonderin' what you were made of You don't see no chain mail hiding puppy dog tails I've been sufficiently horrified I got just enough left to wanna see what's next Why don't we give this love a try
Let's give this love a try All we can do is cry Hang out your tears to dry Let's try this love Let's give this love a try The sun's setting in your eyes I'm all out of when and why Let's try this love
I never met two people more likely to explode Scattered, chopped, screwed, covered up and smothered into each other arms Please forgive me my basic negativity God help us both if you find it even part of my charm By the way you swept me off my feet With the gentleness of an angel flying by I'm a long shot baby, but they do come in Why don't we give this love a try
Let's give this love a try All we can do is cry Hang out your tears to dry Let's try this love Let's give this love a try The sun's setting in your eyes I'm all out of when and why Let's try this love
I'm all out of when and why Let's try this love
Compositor: John R Hiatt (Hiatt John) ECAD: Obra #2909480