You make me breakfast in bed. When I'm mixed up in my head. You wake me with a kiss. I could get used to this. You think I look the best. When my hair is a mess. I can't believe you exist. I could get used to this. Because I know you're too good to be true. I must have done something good to meet you. Chorus. ‘Cause you wrote my name across your hand. When I freak you understand. There is not a thing you miss. And I could get used to this. I'm feeling it comin' over me. With you it all comes naturally. Lost the reflex to resist. And I could get used to this. You love the songs I write. You like the movies I like. There must be some kind of twist. But I could get used to this. you listen to me when I'm depressed. It doesn't seem to make you like me less. Repeat Chorus. If there's a dark side to you I haven't seen it. Every good thing you do feels like you mean it. Repeat Chorus. You make me breakfast in bed. When I'm mixed up in my head. You wake me with a kiss. And I could get used to this