for a long time i was in love not only in love , i was obsessed with a friendship that no one else could touch i didn't work out , i'm covered in shells
and all i wanted was the simple things a simple kind of life and all i needed was a simple man so i could be a wife
i'm so ashamed , i've been so mean i don't know how i got to this point i always was the one with all the love you came along , i'm hunting you down
like a sick domestic abuser looking for a fight and all i wanted was the simple thigs a simple kind of life
if we met tomorrow for the very first time would it start all over again? would i try to make you mine?
i always thought i'd be a mom sometimes i wish for a mistake the longer that i wait the more selfish that i get you seem like you'd be a good dad
now all those simple things are simple too complicated for my life how'd i get so faithful to my freedom? a selfish kind of life when all i ever wanted was the simple things a simple kind of life
