This is a different kind of love song yea
Its hard to explain why I walk with a limp
Its cause you ran me over
Its hard to explain why I have a scar over my right eye
Because you stabbed me
The poets will probably never write a love song about us
But that doesn't mean that we're not in love
Its hard to explain why I'm not allowed at your parents, after Christmas
Its hard to explain why I don't have a car
Because you stole it and crashed it
The poets will probably never write a love song about us
But that doesn't mean that we're not in love
The poets will probably never write a love song about us
But that doesn't mean that we're not in love
In love
Its hard to explain
Its like we love and we hate at the same rate
So hard to explain but its real