When i'm ill and tired
When i feel shit and dying
In Days of melancholy
What gives me breathe-is memory

Remember that many years ago
I told you something
That didn't know to say before
I've Told you three dumbshit words

And when i'm fighting
and see the people ding
When the gun is hot to hold
I still rember that old fault

Remember that many years ago
I told you something
THat didn't know to say before
I've told you all those dumbshit words

But now,while i'm young
Ang dumb,i'll keep saying to
I'm going to say
Oh,shit,i love you