LOVEBOMB (2:58)

Was at the end of the road
Or so it seemed
Small talk about baked potatoes
And now I’m living a dream

The assault of ice cream trucks
The “L-word” months too soon
That’s just the way that I do
At the end of the day
I’m this caught up in you

Love me, love me
So I don’t have to love myself
Love me, love me
A thousand pictures on a shelf

Take the pillow off my couch
Lay it on the bed where it belongs
Sit yourself back just relax
While I subject you to my songs

Love me deep enough for two
Jesus someone’s got to
Love me deep enough for two
If not me- If not me, who?

Love me, love me
So I don’t have to love myself
Love me, love me
Thousand pictures on a shelf

These words could trip me like an untied shoe
I wanna lovebomb the fuck out of you

Love me, love me
So I don’t have to love myself
Love me, love me
Thousand pictures on a shelf

Love me, love me
So I don’t have to love myself
Love me, love me
Thousand pictures on a shelf

It’s a make or break world