| Here’s to the good times, here’s to the bad |
| Here’s to my baby, here’s to the moments we collect |
| Here’s to the failures, tears that we’ve kept |
| Here’s to the chaos, here’s to the every fearful step |
| Baby that’s love |
| Give what you can but you can’t give enough |
| Love is a game that can never be won |
| And babe, I’m a loser, calling your bluff |
| Watching the nighttime turn into day |
| Baby it’s okay if we both end up afraid |
| Watching the days turn to decades |
| Every moment’s just a memory away |
| Baby that’s love |
| Give what you can but you can’t give enough |
| Love is a game that can never be won |
| And babe, I’m a loser, calling your bluff |
| Baby that’s love |
| Give what you can but you can’t give enough |
| Love is a game that can never be won |
| And babe, I’m a loser, calling your bluff |
| How can something so good be something so broken? |
| How can something so good be something so bad? |
| How can something so good be something so broken? |
| How can something so good be something so bad? |
| Baby that’s love |
| Give what you can but you can’t give enough |
| Love is a game that can never be won |
| And babe, I’m a loser, calling your bluff |
| Baby that’s love |
| Give what you can but you can’t give enough |
| Love is a game that can never be won |
| And babe, I’m a loser, calling your bluff |
| Baby that’s love |
| Give what you can but you can’t give enough |
| Love is a game that can never be won |
| And babe, I’m a loser, calling your bluff |