Last night, when I walked into your house, I noticed that the couch had moved
And I wanted to ask you about it
But you were talking, so when you finished, I opened up my mouth
And you called me out for being bad at listening
So I wrote this song to tell ya just how well that I can listen
And that I think that you are really cute
And I thought that maybe I should wait to tell you that I like you
But I don't really have that much to lose
And I could learn your favorite song and play it on my guitar
And I'll probably sing it all wrong, but it might catch your attention
And I don't know your favorite song, but it's probably by Mars Volta
Cause you said you really like them when we talked and I listened
Yeah, I listened
So, this morning, when I woke up in my bed, I wrote a list
Of all the things you told me last night that I had inside my head
Like that yellow is your favorite because it's a happy color
And that you have been sad for as long as you remember
And that the way your kitchen looked made you upset
Because it was a mess, and well, that's the way things look when you're depressed
And you sat across the room on that rocking chair you said you hate
Cause it is so loud, and I wished that you had sat next to me on the couch
And I'm scared that this list is too long that I can't fit all these things into a song
And still keep your attention
So, I'm trying hard to mention some important things that I feel will really demonstrate
Just how well that I listened
Like how you said, with tears in your eyes, that you wish that being grateful was enough to keep you from feelin' sad all the time
And that your favorite flowers are impatiens
And that when you love somebody you wait patiently for them
And that your favorite movie is the Shawshank Redemption
And that serenity means listening to the water down at Tucquan Glenn
And how you make poor decisions with the people that you choose to date
And you'll probably think I'm crazy for this
And I'd tell you that I don't give a shit, but that would be a lie because I care
What you think about me
And I just really, desperately want to be your next poor decision
Be your next poor decision
Be your next poor decision
And I could learn your favorite song and play it on my guitar
And I'll probably sing it all wrong, but it might catch your affection and
I don't know your favorite song but it might be by Mars Volta
Cause you said you really liked them when we talked
And I listened
Yeah, I listened