Won't you let me try on those
Black thick-rimmed gla**es?
Oh I've spotted them this whole night.
Won't you sing to me
Of songs you wrote about us?
And later we'll sip tea to
d**h Cab for Cutie.
Oh I hope you're the one for me. You're the artistic type,
I know that for sure.
You love the sound of the rain
As much as you love the girls.
And I hoped that you'd be mine.
You're the guy who drinks
A pot of coffee every night,
And lives to write poetry about
Love vs. Fight.
But I hope that you'll be
The one for me. Won't you watch these
Tivo'd episodes of Lost with me?
We can spend all day discussing
The theories.
Oh I hope you're the one for me. You're the artistic type,
I know that for sure.
You love the sound of the rain
As much as you love the girls.
And I hoped that you'd be mine.
You're the guy who drinks
A pot of coffee every night,
And lives to write poetry about
Love vs. Fight.
But I hope that you'll be
The one for me. I've been dying to try this.
So won't you let me try on those
Black thick-rimmed gla**es,
'Cause... I'm the artistic type,
I know that for sure.
I love the sound of the rain
As much as I love those guys.
I'm the girl who drinks
A pot of coffee every night,
And lives to write poetry about
Love vs. Fight.
But I hope that you'll be
The one for me.