I was open to the fact,
that everything we have probably won't last,
and all my shit in the past,
seems so far away from me because of you,
not sure what lies up ahead,
but fear won't keep me from you,
even if you looked like ugly Betty,
i'd still want to be here with you,
3 AM and again i'm alone,
got you to talk to at least i'm calm,
if i were to tear you apart,
would you put yourself back together and come back?
if i were to hold you close,
would you place yourself perfectly up against me?
from our heads down to our toes,
nothing seems out of place with you.