Lyrics
I can paint a picture worth a thousand words
I can create a vivid image worth a thousand words.
She can start a fire with a single stare
She has the power to ignite a fire with just a single glance.
I give away love for less than it's worth
I give love away for less than its actual value.
But she can make love when it isn't there
She can express love even when it seems absent.
She said she needs me to survive
She claims that she needs me for her survival.
But without her I wouldn't be alive
My existence is dependent on her; she is essential to my life.
Our love is all we have to lose
Our love is the only thing we risk losing.
So there's nothing left to prove (nothing left to prove)
There's no need to prove our love; it is self-evident.
There's nothing left to prove (nothing left to prove)
Reiteration: No need to prove our love.
I'm the artist and she's the muse
I am the creative force, and she is the inspiration.
We never had the right to choose
We never had the freedom to choose our circumstances.
She's the bullet and I'm the gun
Metaphor: She is the force, and I am the instrument (bullet and gun).
And we're aiming straight for the sun
We are heading directly towards challenges or goals.
I'm so used to being misunderstood
I'm accustomed to being misunderstood by others.
She's the only one that understands me
She is the only person who truly comprehends me.
I could never be the perfect man
I acknowledge my imperfections; I can't be a perfect man.
But even when my baby just can't stand me
Even when she can't tolerate me, our connection remains.
She says she needs me to survive
She insists that her survival is linked to my presence.
And without her I wouldn't be alive
My survival is tied to her; she is vital to my existence.
Our love is all we have to lose
Our love is the only thing at stake; nothing else matters.
So there's nothing left to prove (nothing left to prove)
No need for further validation; our love is evident.
Nothing left to prove (nothing left to prove)
Reiteration: No need for further validation.
I'm the artist and she's the muse
I am the creator, and she is the source of inspiration.
And we never had the right to choose
We were not given the choice in the circumstances of our connection.
She's the bullet and I'm the gun
Metaphor: She is the force, and I am the instrument, heading towards challenges.
And we're aiming straight for the sun
We are aiming directly towards ambitious or challenging goals.
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