These Words

1. Threw some chords together
The combination D-E-F
Is who I am, is what I do
And I was gonna lay it down for you.

I try to focus my attention
But I feel so A.D.D.
I need some help, some inspiration
But it's not coming easily.

Trying to find the magic
Trying to write a classic
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know.

Waste bin full of paper
Clever rhymes, see you later.

[Chorus:]
These words are my own
From my heart flown
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.

There's no other way
To better say
I love you, love you, love you.

2. Read some Byron, Shelley and Keats
Recited it over a hip-hop beat
I'm having trouble saying what I mean
With dead poets and drum machines.

You know I had some studio time booked
But I couldn't find the killer hook
Now you've gone and raised the bar right up
Nothing I write is ever good enough.

3. I'm getting off my stage
The curtains pull away
No hyperbole to hide behind
My naked soul exposes.

Trying to find the magic
Trying to write a classic
Waste bin full of paper
Clever rhymes, see you later.

[Coda:]
These words are my own
They're from my heart
I love you, I love you.

That's all I've got to say
Can't think of a better way
And that's all I've got to say
I love you, is that okay?