A Bird in Hand

You know what you are to me
 Don't make me say it over and over again
 It's way too late
 Or much too early
 You know how I get
 When I'm left alone to my vices
 Like the grown-ups did when I was a kid
 I said: I'm a bird in your hand so take me as I am
 You know what you are to me
 Don't make me say it over and over again
 My left hand, a part of me
 It stays late to clean up my mess
 When I'm sick of all my choices
 Like the grown-ups I grew up with
 angels and addicts
 When I put my arms around you
 I mean it
 When I'm too drunk to stay up with you
 I mean it
 When I slam doors 'cause I'm pissed at you
 I mean it
 When I put on a suit and say "I do"
 I mean it
 you know what you are to me
 Don't make me say it over and over again
 Over and over again