One Minute is all it took
and now I get it
Hey Look!
There s a lot of history here let me tell you
I hope you re sitting down, baby,
Sorry, it took so long
but you were far away,
And I just found your phone number today
So I ll spit it out now baby

Are you feeling me?
I don t believe your stories
You re no more brave than you used to be
Take me seriously
I ll pretend that I m not he
But it s still hurts and I still breathe
But while I m quick to admit that the outlook s bleak
I m pulling in five hundred bucks a week
I m fine with the way things are
And I m in love

There s nothing I would rather do
Than anything involving you
You re still the one I can t stop thinking of

Got lost on the Penna Turnpike
The grey moon was bright as a prison searchlight
How soon we forget how much it hurt the first time
And I smiled at the stroke of midnight
Cause I knew the trap I m in is skin tight
Somehow I know we ll get by

Because I m much smarter now
I know all your secrets and even they don t get me down
Your hard to figure out and even harder to please
But that s what I need
I know it s hard to believe but just trust me

I know how it feels to be seventeen
To be young and in love
And feel so unclean
To just lie in your bed and you pray that your eyes won t close
Cause heaven only knows how much I dream about you
I know what I d be without you
And the saddest image I have seen
You run right through my scar queer ass
And shatter my heart of glass
And how hard I ll laugh
As I cash in the insurance policy
You say it s obvious
Then prefer honesty
Well, I m in no mood to defend my immodesty
So let s just pretend that I ve ended my odyssey

Where else can I go?
You re the sweetest girl I know
I m pregnant
And I m coming home to you
But what can we do?
There s some indiscretion
Who needs an ancient history lesson
I feel good
And you look fetching
O as if there s any question!