Woorden: Owen. A Bird In Hand.

You know what you are to me
Don't make me say it over and over again
It's way too late or much too early
You know how I get

When I'm left alone to my vices
Like the grown ups did when I was a kid
That's it, I'm a bird in your hand
So take me as I am

You know what you are to me
Don't make me say it over and over again
You're left here a part of me
It stays late to clean up the mess

When I'm sick of all my choices
Like the grown ups I grew up with
Angels and addicts

When I put my arms around you, I mean it
When I'm too drunk to stay up with you, I mean it
When I slam doors when I'm pissed at you, I mean it
When I put on a suit and say, I do I mean

You know what you are to me
Don't make me say it over and over again
Over and over again
Over and over again
Over and over again