Won't you let me try on those
Black thick-rimmed glasses?
Oh I've spotted them this whole night
Won't you sing to me
Of songs you wrote about us?
And later we'll sip tea to
Death Cab for Cutie
Oh I hope you're the one for me

You're the artistic type,
I know that for sure
You love the sound of the rain
As much as you love the girls
And I hoped that you'd be mine
You're the guy who drinks
A pot of coffee every night,
And lives to write poetry about
Love vs Fight
But I hope that you'll be
The one for me

Won't you watch these
Tivo'd episodes of Lost with me?
We can spend all day discussing
The theories
Oh I hope you're the one for me

You're the artistic type,
I know that for sure
You love the sound of the rain
As much as you love the girls
And I hoped that you'd be mine
You're the guy who drinks
A pot of coffee every night,
And lives to write poetry about
Love vs Fight
But I hope that you'll be
The one for me

I've been dying to try this
So won't you let me try on those
Black thick-rimmed glasses,
'Cause

I'm the artistic type,
I know that for sure
I love the sound of the rain
As much as I love those guys
I'm the girl who drinks
A pot of coffee every night,
And lives to write poetry about
Love vs Fight
But I hope that you'll be
The one for me