[Verse]
You asked me to write you a song, but I can't do it
I know it's just a couple of lines, but I still can't get through it
Cuz when I'm happy, I can never find the time
And there's just something about being angry that lends itself so well to rhyme
[Chorus]
Cuz it's infinitely easier to list the things I hate, than to think about the world another way
To sit and to pontificate about all the things I love just seems real sappy, and generally lame
But for you I guess I'll try to make a list of things I like, and maybe I can finally feel okay
Cuz I know right now you'd be in among my top three, cuz you can actually make me wanna write today
Thank you for actually making me wanna write today