Son of a Gun
Have you had enough, are you tough, are you broken?
Hit me where it hurts, don't just curtsey and sulk
I know I deserve every elegant word that you're hurling at me
When I listen to your voice, squawking noise, I am thinking
How to counter back with some nonsense and sting
I see little rain drops of love forming under your eyelids as I push you too far
I know I'm a son of a gun
Pissing you off just for fun
You're overdramatic, I'm aerodynamic
It's all so romantic
That's why I'm a son of a gun
When we started out, there was doubt, there was caution
But I wore you down with my slapstick and passion
Tricks of the trade, I'm a lovable knave
I'm a handful, it's true
All the itty bitty quirks used to work in my favor
Now they tend to rot, tend to affect your behavior
I'm still the same freakinomical pain
But I love ya, and that will never change
I know I'm a son of a gun
Pissing you off just for fun
You're overdramatic, I'm aerodynamic
It's all so romantic
That's why I'm a son of a gun
You're overdramatic, I'm aerodynamic
It's all so romantic
Our hearts filled with panic
If you're the titanic, I'll swim the Atlantic
Incantations I can't kick
To movies you don't think I hate, those romance flicks
That's why I'm the son of a gun
Hit me where it hurts, don't just curtsey and sulk
I know I deserve every elegant word that you're hurling at me
When I listen to your voice, squawking noise, I am thinking
How to counter back with some nonsense and sting
I see little rain drops of love forming under your eyelids as I push you too far
I know I'm a son of a gun
Pissing you off just for fun
You're overdramatic, I'm aerodynamic
It's all so romantic
That's why I'm a son of a gun
When we started out, there was doubt, there was caution
But I wore you down with my slapstick and passion
Tricks of the trade, I'm a lovable knave
I'm a handful, it's true
All the itty bitty quirks used to work in my favor
Now they tend to rot, tend to affect your behavior
I'm still the same freakinomical pain
But I love ya, and that will never change
I know I'm a son of a gun
Pissing you off just for fun
You're overdramatic, I'm aerodynamic
It's all so romantic
That's why I'm a son of a gun
You're overdramatic, I'm aerodynamic
It's all so romantic
Our hearts filled with panic
If you're the titanic, I'll swim the Atlantic
Incantations I can't kick
To movies you don't think I hate, those romance flicks
That's why I'm the son of a gun
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Courtney Pierre, Jesse Mack Johnson, Matthew Scott Taylor, Joshua Allen Cain, Tony Richard Thaxton
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