Last night was a thriller, was a killer, was a damn good time.

I met a pretty girl and I wanted to make her mine.

So I took her for a walk and damn, that girl could talk.

But talked about all the pretty things and all the shitty things

and all the little things that fall between.



And oh, pretty girl,

I know that I just met you,

But I might just dare to say

That I love you.



And oh, sweet perfection,

Won't you hear my one confession?

I've been lost, but dear, I'm found.



I've been lookin' for a girl just like you:

You got words to say, but no point to prove.

You got me and that's enough for you,

And girl, I got you.



I've been lookin' for a heart that's so complete,

So satisfied with the little things.

I got you and that's enough for me,

So girl, can't ya see

That you and me

Could be so free

And live happy?

So take my hand and let's run.



And oh, pretty girl,

I know that I just met you,

But I might just dare to say

That I love you.



And oh, sweet perfection,

Won't you hear my one confession?

I've been lost, but dear, I'm found.

But Dear, I'm found.