I was an optimist once.
I scoured the streets to find tree-lined parking spots.
Until an officer stopped.
We argued a bit, and then I finally understood.
She said, No matter what you say, even if you do,
I don't really care, I'm not here to kill anybody's mood.
No matter what you say, even if you do,
I don't really care, I'm a lot like you. Everyone is rude..
But now, I am a criminal,
to be charged with a heart that's far too large
to give to just anyone, to just anyone,
what a messed up world this is.
'Cause you were an officer, I was a gentleman
and we played our parts so well.
But there was a hurricane, and you were the aftermath,
and I'll leave you with this love.
Now all I did was bitch and moan,
'cause nothing's ever good enough for this buttercup.
And when I sleep, I sleep alone.
I blame myself, then again, I'm never wrong.
She said, No matter what you say, even if you do,
I don't really care, I'm not here to kill anybody's mood.
No matter what you say, even if you do,
I don't really care, I'm a lot like you. Everyone is rude..
But now, I am a criminal,
to be charged with a heart that's far too large
to give to just anyone, to just anyone,
what a mixed up world this is.
'Cause you were an officer, I was a gentleman
and we played our parts so well.
But there was a hurricane, and you were the aftermath,
and I'll leave you with this love.
But now, I am a criminal,
to be charged with a heart that's far too large
to give to just anyone, to just anyone,
what a mixed up world this is.
'Cause you were an officer, I was a gentleman
and we played our parts so well.
But there was a hurricane, and you were the aftermath,
and I'll leave you with this love.