I'm not a very smart guy
A sharp eye can see that I'm
A far cry from the part I'm wanting to be
Someone you need
And you are a very smart girl
The whole world can see all that you shoulder
How you're colder from your head to your feet
They're watching us bleed so

I'd like to call a truce
I'd like to call a truce
For me and you

I'm not a very cool guy
The whole time I really try to be that lie
I want them all to believe
That I'm better than me
And you are a very cool girl
A gold pearl
She's warmer than this cold, cold world
Told her that shе could be
She said, "Boy, you can be honеst with me"

So I'd like to call a truce
I'd like to call a truce
For me and you

I'm a lost soul standing at a cross [?] , fork in the road
I'm a bad mood, attitude, like nobody knows
You're a calm, wreck, sunset
We're fallin' apart
But that's the only way we know, the hell do we even know?
I'm a loudmouth, loose screw, manic
And you're cool and you're collected
[?] damaged
I don't think they've even done the worst yet
Not at all

I'd like to call a truce
I'd like to call a truce
For me and you
I'd like to call a truce
I'd like to call a truce
For me and you