| This is not a fair proposal
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| Cause I ain’t gotta do anything
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| And I can’t talk sweet like Felix Krull
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| And my face is not as beautiful
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| But maybe you could stop to prefer men
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| Who always make you chase after them
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| And you know I will carry you on my hands
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| Please start to appreciate nice men
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| Yeah I know that I
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| I don’t wanna always mess it up
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| Why can’t I ever get enough
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| No I don’t wanna be hopeless
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| I just need your love babe
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| It’s what my gut tells me
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| Nothing I can change
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| It’s what my eyes wanna see, yeah
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| It’s what my gut tells me
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| It’s what my eyes wanna see
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| It’s what my eyes wanna see
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| Maybe I just should stop whining
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| And I can still feel it pulling
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| No, I don’t even wanna think about it
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| Probably because I’m weak
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| I’ve always thought being nice is a good thing
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| I never thought someone would take advantage
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| And I refuse every last milligram
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| Of bitterness
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| Yeah I know that I…
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| I probably always mess it up
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| Why can’t I ever get enough
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| No I don’t wanna be hopeless
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| I just need your love, babe
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| It’s what my gut tells me
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| It’s what my eyes wanna see, yeah
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| It’s what my gut tells me
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| It’s what my eyes wanna see |