Like Me

(альбом: Lifted Off The Ground - 2010)

Without your glasses you just plain can't see
You favorite color for the most part is green
You're close to your grandma on your mother's side
You can count up on one hand the times you have lied

You won't eat a tomato on a double-dog dare
You don't think you're a beauty but you do like your hair
Your complex and tricky, yet someways you're not
You're up some, you're down some
You're cold and you're hot

And who's gonna end up holding your hand
A beautiful woman or a tall, handsome man?
There's no doubt they'll love you, but it's yet to be seen:
Will anyone ever know you like me?

Will anyone ever know you like me?

You like planting flowers, that's heaven to you
Crack open a beer when you're planting through
You'll paint all your toenails if you have time,
while listening to Willie, Dylan and Pride

And who's gonna end up holding your hand
A beautiful woman or a tall, handsome man?
There's no doubt they'll love you, but it's yet to be seen:
Will anyone ever know you like me?

You'd rather make-out then make love all night
You like if your bath is too hot
Your closet is cluttered with dress pants and Levis that you wish you'd never bought

And who's gonna end up holding your hand
A beautiful woman or a tall, handsome man?
There's no doubt they'll love you, but it's yet to be seen:
Will anyone ever know you like me?

Will anyone ever know you like me?