[bad word] Love
Staying out late of an evening
Then crashing home late without warning
Still getting breakfast in bed in the morning

My girl
She rolls her eyes and she finds me in pieces
She picks me up and she smooths out the creases
And all the while she is nothing but sweetness

And all that I need in the end of the night
When I’m messed up and stressed out
And half dead with fright
Is somebody sweet who will turn out the light
Make me breakfast in bed and get the coffee just right

She brings me hangover hugs [bad word] kisses
She is my first and my last
She’s all my hits & my Mrs 
[x2]

Now [bad word] love [bad word] back home from my travels
To find that everything else is unraveled
And she’s the only thing keeping me level.

My girl.
Well [bad word] down to meet me at the station
She holds me closer, that brief ventilation
And waves me off on my road to salvation

And all that she needs at the end of the day
When the nights drawing in and the hope slips away
Is somebody sweet who [bad word] home and say
She’s the only thing left that keeps my demons at bay
So keep those demons at bay

So baby I need you at the end of it all
When I’m weak like a child and I’m not standing tall
When the clocks kicking out and there’s no more curtain calls
I’ll promise you this, I’ll be there when you fall.

She brings me hangover hugs [bad word] kisses
She is my first and my last
She’s all my hits & my Mrs
[x2]
 [bad word] on
My hits and my Mrs.