The Truth About Love

The truth about love comes at 3 a.m. You wake up fucked up and you grab a pen And you say to yourself, I'm gonna figure it out I'm gonna crack that code, gonna break it break it down I'm tired of all these questions and Now it's just annoying 'cause

I can understand how when the edges are rough And they cut you like the tiniest slivers of glass And you feel too much And you don't know how long you're gonna last But everyone you know, is tryin' smooth it over Find a way to make the hurt go away B

Here comes, comes the weekend Hear it calling like a siren OH OH We don't want no problems We don't like them, no, keep it moving Here comes the weekend Set off your sirens OH OH Here comes the weekend Set off your sirens OH OH I just wanna play, big

Right from the start you were a thief You stole my heart And I your willing victim I let you see the parts of me That weren't all that pretty And with every touch you fixed them Now you've been talking in your sleep oh oh Things you never say to me o

Sometimes I hate every single stupid word you say Sometimes I wanna slap you in your whole face, whoa oh oh There's no one quite like you, you push all my buttons down I know life would suck without you, whoa oh oh At the same time, I wanna hug you I

One step, two steps Counting tiles on the floor Three steps, four steps Guess this means that I'm a whore Uh oh, hell no How long 'til I reach the door? Fuck me, my feet are sore I'm wearin' last night's dress And I look like a hot ass mess Although

Where have you been? Where have you gone? And have I done something wrong? You're the Tooth Fairy You're like Santa Claus You're like white noise When I want my favorite song Just come on back, and come on home It ain't super smart to leave me alone