Son of a Gun

Have you had enough?
Are you tough? Are you broken?
Hit me where it hurts
Don't just curtsy and sulk
I know I deserve every elegant word
That you're hurling at me

When I listen to your voice
Squawking noise, I am thinking
How to counter back
With some nonsense and stink
I see little raindrops of love forming under your eyelids
As I push you too far

[Hook]
I know I'm a son of a gun
Pissing you off just for fun
You're overdramatic, I'm aerodynamic
It's oh, so romantic
That's why I'm a son of a gun

When we started out
There was doubt, there was caution
But I wore you down
With my slapstick and passion
Tricks of the trade
I'm a lovable knave
I'm a handful, it's true

All the itty bitty quirks
Used to work in my favor
Now they tend to rot
And affect your behavior
I'm still the same freakonomical pain
But I love ya and that will never change

[Hook]

Ooh, yeah, turn it up

You're overdramatic, I'm aerodynamic
It's oh, so romantic
Our heart's filled with panic
If you're the Titanic
I'll swim the Atlantic
Addictions I can't kick
To movies you don't pick
I hate those romance flicks
That's why I'm a son of a gun