You're not leaving 'til I start making sense
So maybe the end of the ennui is my best defense
Tried to tell you something I should've said long ago
Started out as nothing
Now I think it's time for you to know
You wrote the book of what it is to be beautiful
But am I noticed, do you care
It's all up in the air
It's all up in the air
Now it's the end of the ennui and it's time to confess
I thought that this would be easy
But now I must, I must digress
How can I explain it without stumbling on myself
Think I love you, but can I say it
Oh yeah, you're something else
You wrote the book of what it is to be beautiful
But am I noticed, do you care