​‎guitar center

[Verse 1]
We sit at the piano at guitar center
Your arms around me playing E major
And while you play something I can't quite remember
Why someone like you would ever want me

[Chorus]
And I've tried to make it make sense
It's too right, but I won't ask too many questions
What if I shatter your rose colored lenses?
And you start to see through all my pretenses
I hope you never come to your senses

[Verse 2]
When I was sick in that London hotel room
I couldn't stop crying
I just fucking missed you
An hour from Heathrow you ran to the pilot
And asked if they somehow could turn it around
Whether it's Christmas in LA
Or New Years in Tokyo
You promise forever
But, oh, how can you know?

[Chorus]
'Cause I've tried to make it make sense
It's too right, but I won't ask too many questions
What if I shatter your rose colored lenses?
And you start to see through all my pretenses
I hope you never come to your senses

[Verse 3]
'Cause I've tried to make it make sense
It's too right but I won't ask too many questions
What if I hurt you, and you can't forgive me
And I have to live without you on this piano bench with me?
What if I scare you with my self defenses
And I have to hear your name in the past tense
I just hope you never come to your senses