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 squawk and noise I am thinking
How to count em back
With some nonsense and stink
I seal it to raindrops of love forming under your eyelids
As I push you too far
I know I'm a son of a gun
Pissing it all just for fun
You're over dramatic
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 loveable knave I'm a handful it's true
All the itty bitty quirks used to work in my favor
Now they tend to rot tend to affect your behavior
I'm still the same freakanomical pain but I love ya
And that will never change
I know I'm a son of a gun
Pissing it all just for fun
You're over dramatic
I'm aerodynamic
It's oh so romantic
That's why I'm a son of a gun
(Oh... yeah... turn it up...)
You're over dramatic
I'm aerodynamic
It's oh so romantic
Our hearts filled with panic
If you're the titanic
I'll swim the atlantic
Cantations I can kick
To movies you don't think I hate
Those romance flicks
That's why I'm a son of a gun
