[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] You couldn't charm a parking meter, Couldn't flatter a stone. You call a rose a thorny problem, But you never let me walk alone. [Verse 2] I never claimed to be a poet, Never learned those fancy lines. But when the whole world gets uncertain, I'm the one who's there on time. [Pre-Chorus] They say love ought to feel like flying, All feathers, clouds and pretty views. I'd rather have somebody honest, With a little dirt upon his shoes. [Chorus] You're rough around the right places, Soft where it counts the most. You don't know how to make a speech, But I know when to hold you close. You've got a heart that hates attention, A love that doesn't advertise. You're rough around the right places, And every edge fits mine. [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] You tried to fix my broken toaster, Took every little piece apart. It hasn't made a slice since Tuesday, But you got halfway to my heart. [Verse 4] I said I'd have it fixed by Friday, You said, "I'll believe it when I see." Now every time I make you breakfast, We just laugh and order tea. [Verse 5] You dance like nobody's watching, Though everybody clearly is. And every time you try to dip me, I remember why we shouldn't risk it. [Pre-Chorus] Some people love a grand illusion, A picture polished till it shines. I fell for all your contradictions, And you keep finding room for mine. [Chorus] You're rough around the right places, Soft where it counts the most. You don't know how to make a speech, But I know when to hold you close. You've got a heart that hates attention, A love that doesn't advertise. You're rough around the right places, And every edge fits mine. [Extended Guitar Solo] [Bridge] If somebody offered me perfection, Wrapped it up in ribbon and gold, I'd ask if it knew how to listen, Or just how to do what it's told. I never wanted flawless, Never needed marble skin. Give me someone worth the trouble, Who lets me see the man within. [Brief Instrumental Response] [Final Chorus] You're rough around the right places, Soft where it counts the most. You never learned to write a sonnet, But I know the words you need the most. You've got a heart that hates attention, A love that doesn't advertise. You're rough around the right places, And every edge fits mine. [Outro] Keep your fancy declarations, Keep the stars and all their shine. You're rough around the right places... And every edge fits mine.
