[Verse 1] Met you by the paint cans You were lost in shades of blue Said "I can't pick a color" I said "Lucky I can help you" Leaning on the cart We’re laughing Making space between the screws Funny how in aisle eleven I started fixing up my view [Chorus] Our love’s like a hardware store Grab what we need Then we find some more (oh yeah) Little nuts Little bolts Hold us steady when we shake Got the right tools for every heartbreak Click Click Turning that key in the door Building something we ain’t seen before From the floor to the ceiling I’m yours I’m sure Our love’s like a hardware store [Verse 2] You hand me a measuring tape Ask "Do you think this will fit?" I say "We won’t know ‘til we try it" You say "Baby I’m fine with it" We’re picking out light fixtures Talking where we’re gonna live Feels like every silly question Is another plan we get to give [Chorus] [Bridge] We got paint on our hands Saw dust on our shoes But I’d rather build it wrong with you Than have it perfect with someone else [low vocal register] Every loose board Every dent Every scratch just makes it true [crescendo] If there’s a problem We got a whole store full of ways to push through [Chorus]