Whoever said that love is easy, must never been in love; Sometimes its a land mine, one wrong step and it blows up; A word, a look, lights a hidden fuse.
It's hard to see just what you have, when you're seeing red; And it's easy to something that you know you both will regret; Better stop, think, count to ten before I leave.
One, I still hate you; Two, three, I still wanna leave; Four, searching for that door; Five, then I look into your eyes; Six, take a deep breathe; Seven, take a step back; Eight, nine, I don't know why, we even started this fight; By the time I get to ten, I'm right back your arms again.
Words thrown so carelessly like weapons when we fight; But when they cut too deep, I wanna leave it all behind; That I've to count to ten, before I that line.
One, I still wanna hate you; Two, three, I still wanna leave; Four, searching for that Five, then I look into your eyes; Six, take a deep breathe; Seven, take a step back; Eight, nine, I don't know why, we even started this fight; By the time get to ten, I'm right back in your arms again.
You can lose what you're not thankful for, don't want that to happen to you and me, Better count my blessing.
One, you still move me; Two, three, you send chills right through me; Four, you keep me wanted more; Five, when I look into your eye; Six, you're best friend; Seven, that will never end; Eight, nine, I don't know why, but thank God it happens every-time; By the time I get to ten, By the time I get to ten, I can how bless I've been.