Flowers, I sent,
Were found dead on their arrival
The words, I said,
Inserted foot in my mouthful
So when, we dance,
My lead it ain't so graceful
(isn't so, not ain't so)

I'm a hapless romantic
St-t-tuttering p-poet
Just call me a tragic comic
Cause i'm, in, in love with you

And when, we dine,
I forget to push in your seat
I wear, the wine,
Spilling hearts all over my sleeve
A stitch, in time,
Proposing down on my knees
(splitting between the seams)

I'm a hapless romantic
St-t-tuttering p-poet
Just call me a tragic comic
Cause i'm, in, in love with you

Nobody, can know the,
Trouble i've, seen
Nobody, can know the,
Trouble i, get into,
When I'm with you

• Am I Ever Gonna Change
• Color Me Blind
• Cupid's Dead
• God Isn't Dead
• Our Father
• Part I: Rise 'n Shine
• Part ii: Am I Ever Gonna Change
• Part Iii: Who Cares?
• Peacemaker Die
• Politicalamity
• Rest in Peace
• Rise N Shine
• Seven Sundays
• Stop The World
• Tragic Comic
• Warheads
• Who Cares?