I will line up my flaws in a row, And I will give you an arrow. Before the end of tomorrow, I want you to release that arrow. Aim. Steady. Shoot.
Do not second guess, Or I'll be a mess. You will aim that arrow, Send it through the straight and narrow, I'll give it to you my love, For it's better to see it coming, Than to never see it forming. Aim. Steady. Shoot. I'll give you an arrow, So better know which flaw you want to take down. For when you shoot, I'll come crashing into you like the ocean waves.