[spoken, half-laughing,] Hehe… That was my song about you. Hehe. . .You’re not allowed to make it better. [Verse 1 sung while trying to suppress laughter ] I wrote a simple thing About bottle caps and bent spoons About a goblin who finds treasure Where everyone else sees trash And then you took the mic And turned it into a whole damn sermon About sparks and sewers And people who finally found a place to land hehe... [Pre-Chorus Laughing softly while trying to sing] I was just trying to sing about you. hehe... You made it about us. silly girl [Chorus] So keep the mic for a minute. I’ll stay right here looking up. You already stole my melody And rewrote the ending. I came to sing about one little goblin And her ridiculous shiny hoard… You, hehe. . . you turned it into a love song [Verse 2] I only meant to sing about The way you pocket broken things How your eyes light up at bottle caps And twist-ties fit for kings you took my silly song hehehe... And held it like it mattered more Turned my quiet, silly verses Into something soft and warm Now I’m standing here beneath you Trying not to smile too wide Because you made my simple melody Feel bigger than I tried [Chorus] So keep the mic for a minute. The stage can wait I came to sing about a little goblin And her ridiculous shiny hoard… You turned it into a love song And painted the air with your words [soft] Hehe… You’re lucky you’re cute when you hijack a performance. [Outro] Fine. Your version wins. But I’m still writing the next one
