we've fought over so many things
the reason you won't come home
how the rock in the ring is a stone
how your beady eyes like to roam

we've fought over so many things
like how the meal is not ready
like how the chair upon you sit, unsteady
like how each conversation is thready

we've thought over many things
like how you think I'm a mistake
like how I think you're rake
like how we both would love to make

a new start
with a different heart

we've fought over many things
we've thought over many things
we've cursed a blue streak that's royal
but I'll never let you have the one thing
that has only ever been to me
*loyal