P.S. I Love You (From How I Met Your Mother)

You, you're beautiful

On your pedestal

I see you

You don't see me

Am I just too young

Or just too dumb

Or maybe just too grungy

I'm wearing my flannel

And I'm thinking of you

I lace up my boots

And I'm thinking of you

I write letters and letters

And they never get answered by you

I'm moosing down donuts

And I'm thinking of you

Watch Reality Bites

I'm thinking of you

That movie's so true

But all I can do is say

P.S. I Love you

The law can't stop my love

I'll fit you like a glove

Restraining orders don't scare me

The lawyers at the record company

Made me promise to say that

"The views expressed in this song do not necessarily reflect the views of Dominant Records or any of its subsidiaries."

I'm totally a slacker

And I don't even care

With my curling ‘zines

And my faraway stare

But deep down inside

Yeah, deep down inside

I'm dying

I'm trapped in a cage

Of the tears I cry

I'm praying to God

But SHE doesn't reply

Even the robot says

"MOVE ON"

I'm trying!

P.S. I Love You

Why can't you see me

We could be so happy together

I love to watch you sleep

You look so peaceful when you sleep

(Screaming)

I'll never move on

It will always be you

Every guy that I'm with

I'll be thinking of you

If I get married

He'll always be second to you

He'll always be second to you

I'll always be waiting for you

P.S. I Love You