Good at Loving You

It went from summer to winter
In three damn days
Just the smell of a the cold
Makes me wake up late

I need three open windows and four alarms
I guess I'll never be good at running a farm

But I'm good at loving you
Sometimes i think theres nothing else i can do
You know my heart is true
I can barely tie my own shoes
I'm good at loving you
Good at loving you

I ain't good at decisions
I can't make up my mind
I can't decide on dinner
So ill start with wine

Never good at listening
Or doing what im told
And im not getting any better at getting old

But im good at loving you
Sometimes theres i think theres nothing else i can do
You know my heart is true
I can barely tie my own shoes

Im good at loving you
Good at loving you

You dont care
You dont care
How i wear my hair
If i dont come home for days
Cause you know thats you that ill be coming home too either way

Im not afraid of lightning or
Scared of the dark
But I'm terrified of a broken heart

Good at loving you
Sometimes i think there nothing else i can do
You know my heart is true
I can barely tie my own shoes

Good so good
Sometimes i think theres nothing else i can do
You know its true
I can barely tie my own shoes

So good at loving you
Good at loving
Im so good at loving you
Good at loving you