3/2 (Loves Me)

We're not a perfect match
We're a perfect misfit
We're the same in all different ways
And I'm getting used to it

Spin me around, tip me over
Make me dizzy with your gaze
You are my four-leaf clover
Let me count the ways

He loves me, loves me not
He loves me, my judgment's shot
We are green, he is yellow and I'm blue
We are weaving, dancing in three
I am counting to two
We are weaving, dancing in three
I am counting to two

Balance, like all things, is tricky
What to give and what to keep
This weight that I carry, it sometimes gets heavy
And now someone's offering to share it with me

Keeping me whole as I'm breaking
It's so easy, it's so good
Keep thinking I must be mistaken
But this is constant, this is constant

He loves me, loves me not
He loves me, my judgment's shot
We are green, he is yellow and I'm blue
We are weaving, dancing in three
I am counting to two

We are weaving, dancing in three
I am counting to two

I am counting to two
I am counting to two
I am counting to two
I am counting to two

One, two, one, two

One, two, one, two
One, two, one, two

One two three, one two three
One two three, one two three



Credits
Writer(s): Clare Siobhan Maguire
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