You’ve Got This Curse

I wanna love you like you've never been loved before
I'll be the one to greet you when you walk through our front door
And if you had a bad day at your job, I'll let you talk my ear off
I don't need a mother, I don't need a whore

But I wanna love you like you've never been loved before
We'll pick out things that we don’t need at the dollar store
And if you bought a million pairs of shoes, I'd build something you could use
To put them on display forever more

But you've gotta let me love you first, you've got this curse that I can't describe
You've gotta talk it though, but it's hard to do when you can't trust

That I really wanna love you like you've never been loved before
I think I've said too much but now I'm gonna say a little bit more
You could give me genital warts, and I might get mad but I'd still be yours
There's so much else that you and I could explore

But you've gotta let me love you first, you've got this curse that I can't describe
You've gotta talk it though, but it's hard to do when you can't trust
That I really wanna love you

I wanna love you like you've never been loved before
Living together means you don't have to say bonjour
Your bouts with PMS, they wouldn't seem so bad, and if you said mean stuff, well I'd understand
‘Cause you and I aren't breaking up no more

But you've gotta let me love you first, you've got this curse that I can't describe
You've gotta talk it though, but it's hard to do when you can't trust
That I really wanna love you first, but you’ve got this curse that I can’t describe
You’ve gotta talk it through, but it’s hard to do when you can’t trust
That I really wanna love you