The inglorious bastard

Roses are red and yeah the freaking violets are blue
But none of this romantic crap talk
Will ever bring me closer to you.

My brain is malfuctioning as
I try to earn a place in your warming cell
wanting to scream the words I love you
but you can never tell.

As long as I'm stuck here
you'll never know how I feel
How bad I freaking want you
Waiting for you heart to heal.

I wonder what he did to you
To hurt you so bad
But all that I want to whisper in your ear
is that I'll make you forget.

Forget all the pain that bastard gave you
And start a brand new life
I'm ready for you, so let me in
So I can make you my pretty wife.

We'll have childern,
I think two
But what ever works for me
Is whatever you want me to.

The roses might be red and the violets will always be blue
But all that really matters
is that I'm crazy about you!