Tonight I'll think so, but it seems tomorrow I won't.
I want her to be the one that finally makes me stay
The one that embraces today and tomorrow,
I'll settle for her because I can't have the world.
She'll make my rhymes rhyme
And turn on a dime, to tell me that it sucks or it's real.
She'll pass for a queen
And I her king,
Living in poverty we will be royalty:
A king and a queen who love and hate and whatever
Will be with each other forever and ever.