Lyrics
Suppose my life has its plans
I choose to have women write my plan
I have my reasons
They'll write that list
Of all that I should be
And perfect men would never be
Jealous
Or desperate
My ghost and I in our grave will lie
We'll read that plan on how to be perfect men
If anyone succeeds you
This will be her song to know
That I will get it wrong
I will get it wrong
Be mine
'Til you're reminded of something better
Be mine
Until it comes along
Be mine
'Til you're reminded of something better
Be mine
Until it comes along
