[Вступление]:
These words are my own
[Куплет 1]:
Threw some chords together
The combination: "----F"
It's who I am, it's what I do
No one's gonna let it down for you
I Try to focus my attention
But I feel so "----D"
I need some help, some inspiration
But it's not coming easily
[Пред-припев]:
Whoah oh...Trying to find the magic
Whoah oh...Trying to write a classic
Whoah oh...Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
Whoah oh...Waste-bin full of paper (whoah oh)
Clever rhymes, see you later
[Припев]:
These words are my own
From my heart flown
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There's no other way
To bet-ter say
I love you, love you...
[Куплет 2]:
Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats
Recited it over a Hip-Hop beat
I'm having trouble saying what I mean
With dead poets and drum machines
I know I had some studio time booked
But I couldn't find a killer hook
Now you've gone & raised the bar right up
Nothing I write is ever good enough
[Припев]:(2 раза)
These words are my own
From my heart flown
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There's no other way
To bet-ter say
I love you, love you...
[Вставка] (басовые струны)
I'm getting off my stage
The curtains pull away
No hyperbole to hide behind
My naked soul exposes
Whoah...oh...
Whoah...oh...
[Пред-припев]:
Whoah oh...Trying to find the magic
Whoah oh...Trying to write a classic
Whoah oh...Waste-bin full of paper
Clever rhymes, see you later
[Припев]:
These words are my own
From my heart flown
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There's no other way
To bet-ter say
I love you, love you
Please these words are my own
From my heart flown
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There's no other way
To bet-ter say
I love you, love you...
[Завершение]:
These words are my own
They're from my heart
I love you, love you...
That's all I got to say,
Can't think of a bet-ter way,
And that's all I've got to say,
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I love you, is that okay