Hello, sweet friend of mine
I want to talk, see how you are
What's new? Are you feelin fine?
Do you like South Lake, do you work all the time?
This whole month has been a waste
And I got no taste for goin out.
Every since you left home I've been shame faced
But I'd rather be erased than hold you down
I never want to be the old hat you put on your pretty head x2
Now I know I talk to much
Worry about things that can't be controlled
And I can't decide, always up on the fence
And I don't make no sense, and baby, I know that gets old
My tornado, love, tore it all down
Now I am face down in all this muddy guilt
You know I wanna make you smile again
Warm your heart again like an old worn out quilt
Now listen: Ill be your glove, I'll be your scarf
I'll be the cross that covers your heart
But I don't want you to get tired of me honey, after such a good start