The Absurd Amount of Dishes

I came to see bartender I came to see 'bout love I may not say in sincereness Chainsaw move through up a bod' I wasn't planned already But they handed me fortune and fame The absurd amount of dishes He served me when I came They were not made to fit me But I said I liked them all And I think he believed me Grew up, took love for granted (uh uh) Them colors in shapes and stairs (uh uh) At the ocean wasn't plenty (uh uh) Not blue, the day, the rain And I swore that I saw the difference Saw good love and to hold and to have To not stop praying, praying This state we're in, we're in But I think he believes in me I think he believes in me