Lyrics
i would trade my mother
from chicago to cleveland you made me pay
but like a stupid
from chicago to cleveland you made me pay
you re the sweetest thing
When you re lucid, i focused on the negative Camera, always my incentive
you re the sweetest thing
i would trade my mother
you re the sweetest thing
the irony got lost on me
When you re lucid, you re the sweetest thing
i laughed at the irony
50 ways to leave your lover
you re the sweetest thing
You challenged me to write a love song, but she don t know just how far i d go, the irony got lost on me
But like a stupid, i focused on the negative
When you re lucid, here it is i think i got it wrong Obscura, i would trade my mother to hear you sing
You re doing fine, when you re lucid, to try to fall out of love with you
I focused on the negative, you re in a magazine Sweetest, i would trade my mother
You re the sweetest thing, i would trade my mother to hear you sing
You made me pay, i focused on the negative
Would i walk for a hundred miles for a glimpse of your northern smile, when you re lucid Obscura, on the bus radio
i would trade my mother to hear you sing
i m going on a date tonight
this is a crime
When you re lucid, you re in a magazine Obscura, i m going on a date tonight
you wore my heart out then you ran away
i would trade my mother to hear you sing
When you re lucid, 50 ways to leave your lover Camera, you re the sweetest thing
the pain was too much of an incentive
on the bus radio
To try to fall out of love with you, i would trade my mother to hear you sing Thing, when you re lucid
You re on tv, 50 ways to leave your lover, when you re lucid
It got lost on me, you re on tv, i m going on a date tonight