I started thinkin' bout the rest of my life. I found myself just lookin' out for trouble and strife. Someone with whom I'd spend the rest of my days. But if I ever said I wasn't settin' my ways.
I know you've heard the excuses before. So I won't waste your time and I'll keep this short. I've bound my emotions 'cause I can't afford to be wrong.
See the outline of the frames. Of where the pictures used to be. Closets full of clothes are empty. Now this mess belongs to me. . Leaving me room for all the baggage.
I don't know what I was thinking when I seen her. I just had to find a way I could meet her. 'Cause I've been dying for the chance just to treat her. Like the ripe little peach she is.