Won’t you let me try on those
Black thick-rimmed glasses?
Oh I’ve spotted them this whole night.
Won’t you sing to me
Of songs you wrote about us?
And later we’ll sip tea to
Death Cab for Cutie.
Oh I hope you’re the one for me.

You’re the artistic type,
I know that for sure.
You love the sound of the rain
As much as you love the girls.
And I hoped that you’d be mine.
You’re the guy who drinks
A pot of coffee every night,
And lives to write poetry about
Love vs. Fight.
But I hope that you’ll be
The one for me.

Won’t you watch these
Tivo’d episodes of Lost with me?
We can spend all day discussing
The theories.
Oh I hope you’re the one for me.

Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/PLx3You’re the artistic type,
I know that for sure.
You love the sound of the rain
As much as you love the girls.
And I hoped that you’d be mine.
You’re the guy who drinks
A pot of coffee every night,
And lives to write poetry about
Love vs. Fight.
But I hope that you’ll be
The one for me.

I’ve been dying to try this.
So won’t you let me try on those
Black thick-rimmed glasses,
‘Cause…

I’m the artistic type,
I know that for sure.
I love the sound of the rain
As much as I love those guys.
I’m the girl who drinks
A pot of coffee every night,
And lives to write poetry about
Love vs. Fight.
But I hope that you’ll be
The one for me.