Lyrics

[Verse] You asked me to write you a song, but I can't do it I know it's just a couple of lines, but I still can't get through it Cuz when I'm happy, I can never find the time And there's just something about being angry that lends itself so well to rhyme [Chorus] Cuz it's infinitely easier to list the things I hate, than to think about the world another way To sit and to pontificate about all the things I love just seems real sappy, and generally lame But for you I guess I'll try to make a list of things I like, and maybe I can finally feel okay Cuz I know right now you'd be in among my top three, cuz you can actually make me wanna write today Thank you for actually making me wanna write today