It was wrong wording when I went and said
I couldnt love you more you mustnt budge
To rest in peace a wish on recent dead
I was a retro juvenile to judge
Youre never soul to nurse a secret grudge
Ive learnt its reason why you front au fait
I catch a cue off subtle elbow nudge
If not then shoulder slap arrives okay
Youve changed a lot in love along the way
Youve figured me out my odd daily rites
You break out from times prison when you pray
I feel you fine tune work your better self in sights
Ive loved your former selves if more if less
Youve scoped out low to high of self Ill guess
Chorus less decrease minus
