I'm impossible she's exciting

Bound together with joined up writing

In the church I heard a bell ring

In a bar I heard a girl sing She sings solo, I see double

Moments vanish, her love so subtle

I went home it's not surprising

Words were few and realizing I was deep in my points of view

So interested to talk to you, talk to you

Talk to you, talk to you, talk to you She's romantic and I'm selected

Glances swapped and thoughts collected

By her song it's not her singing

Words were few the bell was ringing On the table my cards are shuffled

Words take time to get so muddled

I'm off home, I'm shy but eager

Tomorrow comes I hope to see her On the stage with her velvet voice

Though some would say that it's just a noise

Just a noise, just a noise, just a noise, just a noise I bit off more than I could chew

So interested in my points of view Trial and jury swear on the bible

I'm too drunk and unreliable

I'm too drunk for conversation

Though I wait for invitation She's exciting I'm uninvited

Fifteen rounds this love I've fighted

I'll walk home and curse the heavens

Lost on points our love was flattened Maybe she had other things to do

And didn't want any points of view

Points of view, points of view

Points of view, points of view Oh, maybe she had other things to do

And didn't want any points of view

Points of view, points of view