Letra de This Girl

More than a man More than a lover You pocket me like a shilling I don't know if i'm ready But i've no shortage of willing Will i always be good enough To be with her I'm young and i'm dumb and i come like a howitzer I'm like a kid waiting for a letter I check the mail on sunday Cross the street for something better in the land of someday Now what can i say to that When i get a thank you in the morning After we spend the night together How about you're welcome forever Suicidal on friday Better by sunday Catastrophic on monday Cause this girl loves me My fortune cookie says i'm ready to die I could shake the gates of heaven And be the first devil to try to trade my one sin for all seven