Everyone says I can do better– I don’t really know.
I have a lingering fear I’ll just end up alone
if I don’t take some chances, let some things slide.
You may not be my perfect man but you’re a man
who’ll stay by my side. What more can I ask
then someone who will always be there,
will love me whether or not I lose all my hair,
wear granny underwear,
even when I’m the most difficult to bear.
But I know I can do better, I can’t settle.
My lonely heart is trying to trick my mind–
find a reason why I should make him mine.
It’s true how I was handled before makes me unsure
how a woman should be treated– one positive quality,
I’ll think you’re amazing– treat me half decent,
I've never been treated better.
But it’s time for you to step up if you think
you are the man for me–
‘Cause I will no longer be easy to please.
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