Pat Barrett - Every Good Thing Lyrics

I regret having to admit who I am.
Not that I’m not pleased with myself,
just because you might not be.

I judge books by the cover, 
tore the tag off my mattress
And when I paint,
I don't mix the right the colors

I love you five hundred million eighteen thousand point three times in a row
and if that don’t make sense then, I’ll have to find some way to let you know
I need you, I can't live without you
If only you could know

I love you five hundred million eighteen thousand point three times in a row