You got a lot of problems I know

I've got a lot of fear in my heart

I'm frozen while I'm watching you go

Knocking your door

Asking can we restart

But maybe it's an issue I'll fix

Or maybe it's a permanent scar

But everytime I hear the word beauty

I picture your hands when you're turning your car

And I know that I say this too much

But damnit this shit isn't fair

You were the taste of my toothbrush

I had you each morning and night

I was there

You were the notes on my staff

You fit like a glove on my hand

You are the smile on my face

You are the beach to my sand

You made me complete

You made me complete

Now I feel defeated

You make me complete

You made me complete

Now I feel defeated

You make me complete

You made me complete

Now I feel defeated

You made me complete

You made me complete