Well I'm finding it harder to be a gentleman every day all the manner that I've been taught have slowly died away but if I held the door open for you It would'nt make your day
You think that I care about me and only me when every single girl needs help climbing up a tree well I know it don't take much to satisfy me
Maybe it's whatever's in my head that's distracting me but if i could find emotion to stimulate devotion well then you'd see
Well I'm finding it hard to say that I need you twenty times a day I feel comfortable so baby why don't you feel the same have a doctor come and visit us and tell us which one is sane
I'd never said I wouldn't throw my jacket in the mud for you but my father gave it to me so maybe I should carry you then you said You almost dropped me so then I did and I got mud on my shoes
