Write You a Song (оригинал Plain White T's)

I don't know
How to make lots of money,
I got debts that I'm trying to pay,
I can't buy you nice things
Like big diamond rings,
But that don't mean much anyway.

I can't give you the house
You've been dreaming,
If I could I would build it alone,
I'd be out there all day,
Just hammering away
To make us a place of our own.
 [bad word] ]
I will write you a song,
That's how you'll know
That my love is still strong,
I will write you a song,
And you'll know from this song
That I just can't go on without you.

I don't know
That I'd make a good soldier,
I don't believe
In being violent and [bad word] 
I don't know how to fight
But I'll draw blood tonight
If somebody tries hurting you.
 [bad word] 

Now that it's out on the table
(It's out on the table)
Both of us knew all along
(Knew all along)
I've got your loving
And you've got my song...

I don't know
How to make lots of money,
I don't know
All the right things to do,
I can't say where we'll go
But the one thing I know
Is how to be a good man to you,
Until I die that's what I'll do...
 [bad word]