Every Good Word in the World - Acoustic Version

People stop by and ask me all of the time
About you
But every time, I feel I'm at a loss for words
Like, something subsides
Between my tongue and my mind
And it's over
Just a jumbling pile of mixed up rhymes
And misused verbs

But I know just what I feel
But when someone asks me to reveal
It's far from ideal
Yeah, still far from what is there

And I could forcefully give
Every nice adjective in the book, there
And still feel the description of you is out of sorts
I could own every good word in the world, babe
And still feel like I'm coming up short

Never though I was a lack of words guy
But just maybe
Now that I got what my tongue tied in knots
Now shows
Never thought that I'd be into
Dictionary memorizing
But here I am
Swimming as I'm synonymming
Undescriptive prose

But I know just what I feel
But when someone asks me to reveal
It's far from ideal
Yeah, still far from what is there

Cause I could forcefully give
Every nice adjective in the book, there
And still feel the description of you is out of sorts
I could own every good word in the world, babe
And still feel like I'm coming up short

I guess it's cause you're lovely
Or winsome
Or pleasant or sweet
Guess it's cause you're nifty
Or swell
Dandy or neat
And yet, these words still aren't adulterated
Still not fully consummated
Completely complete
I think you know what I mean

If I could forcefully give
Every nice adjective in the book, there
I'd still feel the description of you is out of sorts
I could write every good word in the world, babe
And still feel like I'm coming up short

I could own every good word in the world, babe
And still feel like I'm coming up short