I’ve been kinda cold, baby Not as fun to hold lately If I could I’d make you go on
I wish that I could just wake up And make all of the mess add up Funny how the pros feel like cons
I’d say the difference between good and great Tends to be worse then just wrong for me
We’re just too good For my own good It’s too bad that I think I really love you The way that I should ‘Cause good’s just not great Good’s just not great
I hate the way my mom loves you Hate the way my dad does too If I were them then I’d take your side
I hate that you are so stable It makes it even more painful I hate that you did everything right
We’re just too good For my own good It’s too bad that I think I really love you The way that I should
‘Cause good’s just not great What can I say? It’s too bad that I think I really love you As much as it takes
I say the difference between good and great Tends to be worse then just wrong for me