you make me breakfast in bed
when I'm mixed up in my head
you wake me with a kiss
I could get used to this

you think I look the best
when my hair is a mess
I can't believe you exist
I could get used to this

because I know you're too good to be true
I must have done something good to meet you

'cause you wrote my name across your hand
when I freak you understand
there is not a thing you miss
and I could get used to this

I'm feeling it comin' over me
with you it all comes naturally
lost the reflex to resist
and I could get used to this
♥