I crave the things I like And not the ones I don’t If that makes me an addict, then Apologize I won’t

Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates

I’ve never wrapped My mind around Making you feel Seen, heard, and found I didn’t know

To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet

I’m not the one That I should be I’m just the man You came to see Imperfect you

I have a grip that’s never loose That’s why I always get my goose I dig my claws into your soul Until I’m your silver and gold

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

I have an idea Of who I’m s’posed to be And that’s the whole reason I’ve never been happy

I don’t know what, quite, will unf… I only see silver and gold That’s all I need to tightly hold Onto this dream of getting old

I’ll tear myself from limb to limb For you to suture up again It feels like the perfect win/win To play our roles, morals and sin

The journey is far, you guess And possibly arduous You just couldn’t care less ‘Cause the prize is worth the test

I embrace your wild side And all that it entails Presence, passion, overkill And dirt beneath my nails

When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections

I stood amongst the rain and trees And opened up my heart to thee To breath your essence in my lungs Is hear the chords of love be stru…

She is the one I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want