The truth is I don't know how to start this, I've written so many
For so many people not worth but a penny
I made up my mind stuff like this wasn't worth it
A waste of my emotion with simply no benefit


So believe me when I say I lost my touch
For love anthems laden with emotion
I was naught but an out of tune violin
Grinding out notes with a screech and a lurch

Then you came along and it all makes sense
And all the ones before you fade to past tense
Your laugh and the way you hold my hand
Make me feel like the king of the land

And now I feel maybe once more
I can believe in love like I did before
Maybe my out of tune violin can make music
Because in you I've found my tonic

Pretty bebe don't make me write in vain
Cos then I'll have naught to mask my pain Love me, and just me, nobody else
Love me, and just me, nobody else