i crashed the car in the garage
had a night of revelry
bent your road bike out of shape
smashed some old videotapes
forgot to bring you home a crepe
now i’m in for it
can’t do what i want
i do what i hate
hope it’s not too late
yeah, i need grace
i heard you boundin’ down the stairs
then you came stormin’ in
your hair wild like you’d been sleepin’
you took one look at my sheepish grin
asked where’s my nutella crepe at
and started laughin’
can’t do what i want
i do what i hate
glad it’s not too late
’cause i got grace