I Hope I Don't F**k This Up

I wanted to dedicate a song to you But all of my songs are about ex-girlfriends and puke So I sat down to write you a love song (?) It wasn't impressing anyone And even though I tried really hard All I came up with was You are opossum living in a trash can on my heart, you're opossum in my heart I'm sorry I left that towel on the floor So sorry that I snore Sorry I'm taking my band on tour Sorry that I'm insecure Sorry I'm awkward around your friends Sorry I get jealous when you talk to other men Sorry I drank all your wine again Sorry I apologize so much Yeah, I hope that I don't fuck this up Yeah, I hope that I don't fuck this up Yeah, I hope that I don't fuck this up And she said, "don't be so hard on yourself, you fuckin' idiot I don't need anybody else, you stupid asshole I'm for you and you are for me But you gotta get over your insecurities" And that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me So I tried to recipocrate with something romantic and sweet When I got home I thought of the perfect thing to say But of course in that moment, it didn't happen that way I just held your hand and looked you in the eyes and I said: "You're pretty rad to do, you're pretty rad to do, you're pretty rad to do, you're pretty rad."