Written by John Jackson
That face you wear tonight is as solemn as the grave
I can tell that I won’t have a chance to joke or misbehave
You’ve come with your agenda – I’m action item one
You’re braced to make a full retreat – prepared to cut and run
In the short time we’ve been hanging out, you’ve been hanging in
I know you have a lot to say, but where will you begin
Even in the silence I can hear anxiety
You’re sure of what you think you want, but not so sure of me
CHORUS I
I know you’re filled with apprehension that I can’t mollify
Any words of comfort I’d have to qualify
But to be friends without the benefits would sacrifice the fun
So I hope that you’ll become my plus one
Slow! Proceed With Caution! I know your history
Your past is full of strangers posing as men of mystery
It’s natural hesitation: I haven’t earned your trust
I won’t make any guarantees – I hope you can adjust
Please don’t throw in the towel and leave me high and dry
I know that I can make you laugh, hard enough to cry
For now we’ll have a good time – that’s all that I can do
I promise I won’t promise things, until I’m sure they’re true
CHORUS II
I know that fear is hard to overcome when you’ve been burned before
And there’s no way for us to know what’s in store
But to be friends without the benefits would sacrifice the fun
So I hope that you’ll become my plus one
INSTRUMENTAL
CHORUS III
I know you struggle with uncertainty that I can’t reassure
To say that we can last a lifetime is premature
But to be friends without the benefits would sacrifice the fun
So I hope that you’ll become my plus one
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