I never used to be so scared of everything
I took a chance and woke up with this wedding ring on my finger
I owe you for fucking up your life
I just hope I can make it up to you

You’re the reason there’s a flutter in my heart
You’re the reason nothing ever falls apart
In this house that we built for our family of three
I’m so impressed that you’re still in love with me

You’re the reason there is hope at every turn
You’re the reason that I feel the sickest burns
When you lay out the facts of each case we discuss
I agree that it’s hard to disagree

You’re the reason there’s a stranger in our bed
You’re the reason we’re less fucked up in the head
And the time that you spend on remembering it all
Deserves more than the words you’re hearing now

You’re the reason you’re the person you’ve become
You’re the “hard-ass-inward-look-at-how-it’s-done”
With each lie you’ve dismantled and replaced with truth
You’re the epitome of living proof

You’re the camera’s lens, the checkbook, and the key
You’re as Piscean as one could hope to be
And the lighthouse of love that you shine day and night
Beckons homeward us wandering erudites

You’re the witchiest, the baddest of the bad
And you’re the best defense the dark arts ever had
And the spells that you cast can cure every disease
It’s an honor to be part of this dichotomy

You’re the common sense that cuts right to the core
That made that sassy mess we both get to adore
And the love that we share is Imzadi times twelve
There’s no chance that you’ll ever get rid of me
There’s no chance that you’ll ever get rid of me