| I wouldn’t call it romantic
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| While veterans drank in the basement
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| Of the packed hall where we met that fall
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| There’s nothing I’d rather do,
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| Than break fire codes with you
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| And my spend my nights on your front lawn
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| When these couple years won’t let me catch a break
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| And keep throwing me on the ground.
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| You make it feel like it’s nothing at all
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| You make me feel stronger than all
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| With you I didn’t care I slept through lectures
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| I only stayed those two semesters
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| It’s always been those pieces of plastic
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| That I arranged alphabetically on a shelf
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| That taught me how to be myself
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| How to be…
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| You make it feel like it’s nothing at all
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| You make me feel like I am stronger than all
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| You make it feel like it’s nothing at all
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| You make me feel like I am stronger than all
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| Stronger than all
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| You will always have my attention
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| It’s something I don’t even have to think about anymore
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| You will always be the life lesson
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| In a world that just lets down, you stand up with me now
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| You will always have my attention
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| (You make me feel like it’s nothing at all)
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| It’s something I don’t even have to
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| (You make me feel)
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| Stronger than all
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| Stronger than all
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| (Hey!) |