You'd be the last one to ever confess
That we hadn't been all good, so I was impressed
That once I was done fighting, problem was found
You held me responsible but still stuck around
It's the end of an era for the powerless pair
Let's regain our strength while we let down our hair
And toast to our future and tumultuous past
If ever we're down again, know this too shall pass
You make me feel good, good, good...
I'm all for romance but I now know too much
Than to dream of a life made of fluff, out of touch
I chose out of love made by two open hearts
And I know that I'm loved for me not playing a part
There's no point in fighting, our aim is the same
A marriage where balance takes over the reigns
A place where we both have individual minds
That melts into one pure thought, once in a while
You make me feel good, good, good...