Good at Loving You

It went from summer to winter

In three damn days

Just the smell of a the cold

Makes me wake up late

I need three open windows and four alarms

I guess I'll never be good at running a farm

But I'm good at loving you

Sometimes i think theres nothing else i can do

You know my heart is true

I can barely tie my own shoes

I'm good at loving you

Good at loving you

I ain't good at decisions

I can't make up my mind

I can't decide on dinner

So ill start with wine

Never good at listening

Or doing what im told

And im not getting any better at getting old

But im good at loving you

Sometimes theres i think theres nothing else i can do

You know my heart is true

I can barely tie my own shoes

Im good at loving you

Good at loving you

You dont care

You dont care

How i wear my hair

If i dont come home for days

Cause you know thats you that ill be coming home too either way

Im not afraid of lightning or

Scared of the dark

But I'm terrified of a broken heart

Good at loving you

Sometimes i think there nothing else i can do

You know my heart is true

I can barely tie my own shoes

Good so good

Sometimes i think theres nothing else i can do

You know its true

I can barely tie my own shoes

So good at loving you

Good at loving

Im so good at loving you

Good at loving you