Years-years-years ago my mother used to say to me.
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'In this world Elwood' she- she always called me Elwood.
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'In this world Elwood, you must be oh so smart, or oh so pleasant.'
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Well for years I was smart; I recommend pleasant. You may quote me.
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If I'd known there was love like this I'd-a grabbed a fucking scalpel I'd-a slit my wrists in the goddamn delivery room
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Hell I'd-a jumped back in the womb
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love be the shit that's gonna seal my doom.
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jj-jj-jj- just cause you made our bed doesn't mean you had to lie in it
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look me in the eye sayin together till we die and shit
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well feel my fuckin pulse cause I ain't fucking dead yet
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listen close does it echo through your headset?
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when we first met, I didn't know what I was doing
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and I guess yo were sick of that girl's boyfriend you were screwing
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instead of thinking in my head were you worth perusing
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I shoulda looked into your eyes and seen a storm was brewing
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but you needed a new angle so you intercepted my life line
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I must admit you were looking good so i granted you my time
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behind every acute angle you find an obtuse one
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as a hand caressed my thigh over my head a fresh noose hung
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but this one I thought maybe I could trust her
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we'd grown close over time I though maybe I'd sussed her
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I threw my heart shaped anchor with all the strength i could muster
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it fell short and ripped up the hard seabed up in clusters
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but that didn't phase me, I just kept on going
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with my chest ripped open and my heart still showing
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i was naive like that, see my mind was still groing
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I thought with trust and persistence that the love would start flowing
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but it didn't so I pushed and pushed to invoke
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new levels of love but instead we just broke
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at that point you chose to let me in
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and that's where all the problems began to begin
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[x2] If I'd known there was love like this I'd-a grabbed a fucking scalpel I'd-a slit my wrists in the goddamn delivery room
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Hell I'd-a jumped back in the womb
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love be the shit that's gonna seal my doom. [x2]
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now just suppose I was to juxtapose my soft right cheek against your nose
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would you look me in the eyes and fall in love like the T.V. shows?
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or maybe if I took a rose with an envelope with a note enclosed
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that said our love inside me like a flower grows
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would it really make any fucking difference? cause it shouldn't
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would you sell yourself for one cheap gesture?
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cause I couldn't and I wouldn't
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I know that's all it'd take to win you back
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but I ain't looking to soil my shoes on such a well trodden track
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so you can take your love by numbers and put it up on the rack
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just impose your shit and baggage on some other mindless hack
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now just suppose I was to juxtapose my tightened fist against your nose
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releasing blood with color deeper than the deepest rose
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releasing streams of anger that we all have yet no one shows
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release me from the fucking chains of heartbreak that you sill impose
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and that'd be wrong and I ain't gonna do it
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but there ain't no harm in putting this plot in my mind and walking through it
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so fuck you for still spending time with my friends
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and fuck them for not knowing what's appropriate and when
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and it's fuck up that all the good times seem to blend
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into one big fucking mess from the beginning to the end
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so take a good look at my face
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and you'll see that this little smile seems outta place
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now go ahead and look closer but I'll never let you trace
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the tracks of my tears
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[x3] If I'd known there was love like this I'd-a grabbed a fucking scalpel I'd-a slit my wrists in the goddamn delivery room
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Hell I'd-a jumped back in the womb
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love be the shit that's gonna seal my doom. [x3]
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Love Like This
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| Dan Le Sac Vs Scroobius Pip |
