Then tore it up
We had a fight
Both thought we were right
Usually they end in the night
Morning came and we made up
All those things I wrote
Were just to make up
Reality is you were still wrong
And the apology in morning made
It was made up too
Cause right or wrong I still love you
You well find in the kitchen
The coffee I made special for you
You'll find my apology in there too
Now can I bring in all my stuff
from the front yard?
Oh I made this up too
55 year all my stuff would not
Fit in the front yard