I don't know if I'm worth this
this life was just a gift to me
And I don't know if I'll use it right
or just let all my gifts run free
If I should doubt my right to breathe
this air that rushes over me
I'll say "Im in love with you,
so I'll keep breathing
just so I can do
everything you need me to
And I'm a slave for all of your antics
I'm just a slave I'm such a romantic fool
I've found
that I'm bound
to regret, forget and screw up everything,
so I need something to show:
You're the girl that makes my day-
when I wake up before noon it is always
to show you that I'm around
Fool, why can't you see
that we all have a purpose here?
We've all got a purpose here
and I'm not giving up mine