I don't contain multitudes
I can barely contain anything
Can't contain my love
Can't contain, but why would I want to?
Why would I want to?
I sign every letter with XXX
I sign every text with XXX
Even if it's to my ex, ex, ex
My love is like a surgeon
It's gonna break a sternum
Just to touch your heart
And when you feel it, you'll say
Whoa, that's a lot of love
Whoa, that's a lot of love
Whoa, that's a lot of love (Noah)
And then I'll stitch you up with an XXX
When I look into a stranger's eyes
I can see deep inside
Past all that lonely stuff
And all I see is love, love, love, love
Love, love, love, love, love
And when I feel it, I say it
Whoa, that's a lot of love
Whoa, that's a lot of love
Whoa, that's a lot of love
Gonna have to stitch me up with an XXX