I Suck at This, So I'll Just Leave These Flowers on Your Grave

All the stutters that I speak to win your heart
The sparks that I expect to cause the gears to start
Never occur in the manner in which they ought
And she’ll never know how much, internally I fought
To muster up the gall to lose face just like that
So I’m trying something different, that’s why I brought the bat
I don’t want to scare you away, by making you my world
Besides, I have better luck at the plate than I do with girls.

I’m tired of the nice guy routine,
It deprives me my humility,
Whenever that’s all you see
And I leave rejected and lonely.
So I’ve concluded, to not get shot down
You have to be in the ground
At my level in this hole I’ve made
Unknowingly by the way I behave.
It’s been said that love is a war
That’s why there’s a mine beneath your door
So you can’t run away from me
And you finally see what we could be.
Experience getting shot down yourself
A bit of empathy always helps
So dance for my friend, Tommy, and me
And think twice before you answer, sweetie

I’m not to good with the speaking of words so I’ll pass.
Bullets speak louder anyway, so I’ll put one in your ass
Which is cute, by the way, I hope it heals as good as your head
Don’t cry, you’ll have a better time not wishing you were dead,
Because I already am, I have to be for this to work like a charm
It was obvious that to get a girl, one should take up arms!
Aren’t you glad that we’re together? Oh, ignore the gun.
Aw, you really, mean that? I’m so lucky you’re my girl!

I’m tired of the nice guy routine,
It deprives me my humility,
Whenever that’s all you see
And I leave rejected and lonely.
So I’ve concluded, to not get shot down
You have to be in the ground
At my level in this hole I’ve made
Unknowingly by the way I behave.
It’s been said that love is a war
That’s why there’s a mine beneath your door
So you can’t run away from me
And you finally see what we could be.
Experience getting shot down yourself
A bit of empathy always helps
So dance for my friend, Tommy, and me
And think twice before you answer, sweetie

Rejection hurts a little more than you’d think,
Keep that in mind before you come crying, “It hurts!”
I’m only returning the blow to my heart onto you.
That’s why our wedding was closed casket, sugar.