I Suppose - Loudon Wainwright III

I suppose that I could love you

Though my mind tells me;

«No way»

It says «Screw it, you’ve been through it»

It’s not worth the price you pay

Than it reminds me of the last time

Each gorey detail

It’s a drag that tells me;

«Bag it»

No, my memory doesn’t fail

And I suppose that I could love you

If my heart were still intact

It keeps ticking, but not tricking me

Like it used to, that’s a fact

I have been burned and I have learned

To let the muscle do it’s job

I let it beat, it’s no mean feat

No, it doesn’t need to throb

I suppose that I could love you

If I wasn’t so afraid, I might go berserk

If it did work and I didn’t feel betrayed

I have writing off love for so long now

That’s all I know to do

But if it’s real this thing we feel

Well, then yes, I could love you