I Wouldn't Miss It For The World

Johnathan Rice · The Throuble is Real [2005]

So you've loved me now

For half a year

Despite the distance and the fear

Of a falling sky and a gathering storm

That'll blow me back where I came from



That ain't the way I see you baby

I know you're not that kind of girl

When you die I will come looking for you

I wouldn't miss it for the world



An opportunist waiting for a chance

To fuck you over leave you flat

Take off your dress and go straight to the press

To make time on the evening news



Is that the way you see me baby

I know you're not that kind of girl

When you die I will come looking for you

I wouldn't miss it for the world



That murderer who shares your cell

Well his sentence don't have to be yours as well

Cause when you sleep you count the stars

He's making enemies across the bars



That ain't the way I see you baby

I know you're not that kind of girl

When you die I will come looking for you

I wouldn't miss it for the world