I Love You, But... Songtext
von The Research

I love you, but I′m scared I'll fuck it up
It′s not that I don't love you
I'm just scared I′ll fuck it up

I love you, but I′m scared I'll fuck it up
It′s not that I don't love you
I′m just scared I'll fuck it up

Careless and I don′t care if you think so
Well, if you know, you know
I'm blind to my own faults
(Not as a bat, no) more like love, so
I can't see you waiting at the chapel
Ready? Honey, there won′t be a wedding
Not until my hands are steady
And my tongue is tied
(Like a diamond in the sky)


I love you, but I′m scared I'll fuck it up
It′s not that I don't love you
I′m just scared I'll fuck it up

I love you, but I′m scared I'll fuck it up
It's not that I don′t love you
I′m just scared I'll fuck it up

Humour my folks
They′re like a nettle sting but my dad's jokes
Are funnier than anything they ever
Scripted in reception scenes in Hollywood
I know that I would treat you good
And maybe you′d be happy for a while
And then you'd call me from your sister′s
(Steve, I wonder if you know?)

I love you, but I'm scared I'll fuck it up
It′s not that I don′t love you
I'm just scared I′ll fuck it up


I love I love I love I love I love you
But I'm scared I′ll fuck it up
It's not that I don′t love you
I'm just scared I'll fuck it up