Hannah Jane Lewis - Love Letters

You say you love him, I know you do
But girl, you know how much I wish that wasn't true
You say he loves you, I say he don't
And if he does the way he does ain't good enough

'Cause loving you is easy
Oh, I would know believe me
If only you could see what I see
You deserve love like in the movies

You should be kissing in the middle of the street in the rain
He should running to the airport, so you don't make your plane
He should be holding up a boombox right outside of your place
With three hundred and sixty five, loving it's all about

Twelve dozen roses at the door every day
You should be written in a notebook with a heart 'round your name
He should be singing you a love song like a sweet serenade
With three hundred and sixty five loving it's all about you (you)

He never answers, he never calls
He says the worst things in his temper
Yeah, I know
He makes you question, what's you deserve?
But you should be the centre of his universe
'Cause loving you is easy

Oh, I would know believe me (I would know believe me)
If only you could see what I see (you could see what I see)
You deserve love like in the movies
You should be kissing in the middle of the street in the rain

He should running to the airport, so you don't make your plane
He should be holding up a boombox right outside of your place
With three hundred and sixty five, loving it's all about
Twelve dozen roses at the door every day

You should be written in a notebook with a heart 'round your name
He should be singing you a love song like a sweet serenade
With three hundred and sixty five, loving it's all about you (you)

Oh, yeah, you, you
Oh, yeah
Oh, all about you
You should be kissing in the middle of the street in the rain
He should running to the airport so you don't make your plane

He should be holding up a boombox right outside of your place
With three hundred and sixty five, loving it's all about
Twelve dozen roses at the door every day

You should be written in a notebook with a heart 'round your name
He should be singing you a love song like a sweet serenade
With three hundred and sixty five, loving it's all about you

Oh, all about you, you
Oh, yeah, you, you
Oh, yeah (oh, yeah)
Oh, all about you
Oh, all about you