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I got a charming voice
And a head full of books.
I'm pretty good at writing lies
That we turn into hooks.
So sing along and believe it all.
I've either got of mouth full of stories
Or a jaw full of teeth;
With a writer's sense of style,
A guitar full of strings,
And a tendency to believe it all.
I wasn't looking for love;
She wasn't looking for trouble.
But we found what we found,
So now I keep my fingers crossed
And my eyes wide open.
I don't know about love
But at least I believe in luck again.
She says she has a tendency
To believe in anything.
Well I've made a habit of
Making a mess and leaving.
So you hold on to hope
And I'll hold back disaster.
And we'll call it even.
I wasn't looking for love;
She wasn't looking for trouble.
But we found what we found,
So now I keep my fingers crossed
And my eyes wide open.
I don't know about love
But at least I believe in luck again.
I will lie through my teeth to keep you close.
So sing along and believe it all.
I wasn't looking for love;
She wasn't looking for trouble.
But we found what we found,
So now I keep my fingers crossed
And my eyes wide open.
I don't know about love
But at least I believe in luck again.