You say I'm part of the problem
I say that's in the past
But memories don't care for time
If I hope that we last
You say that everything goes wrong
I say they call that Murphy's Law
I crack my knuckles, clench my jaw
Still hoping that you'd say
"I'm a fool, I'm a fool, I'm a fool for you
I'm reddened in the cheeks, and I'm waiting for the cue
To hop out of your wedding cake
And pass right out, shake me awake
I'd fall for you but I might break
And shatter onto you"
I haven't written a love song
In what feels like 20 years
But this flaming fire of madness
Is grinding up my gears
I'm getting awfully fed up
With trying hard to look so tough
I'm hoping that you'd call my bluff
And hear my crying plea
"I'm a fool, I'm a fool, I'm a fool for you
I'm reddened in the cheeks, and I'm waiting for the cue
To shock (Ah!) the party, make a scene (Oh)
They're gonna call me 'Drama Queen'
But I'll still compliment your genes
And break down onto you."
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh