I hate to be one to cause problems.

It’s not that I won’t say it right; it’s that you’ll hear me wrong. 

We got used to these thorns inside us. 

And I’ve been healing mine, but you haven’t touched yours.

Please stay at the table and hear me out. 

You are enough.

It’s the same old line.

I’ve said it before,

And I’ll say it a hundred times.

Cause this is not a standard intervention,

So I’ll just say,

I, I love you.

I love you. 

I hate to be one to complicate.

It’s always been simple if we just get out of the way. 

Oh we made up excuses; found things to blame.

Let’s leave the past in the past; lean into this space.

Nothing you could do could ever change,

That you are enough.

It’s the same old line.

I’ve said it before,

And I’ll say it a hundred times.

Cause this is not a standard intervention,

So I’ll just say,

I, I love you.

Oh, I love you.