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Written by Butch Walker Well I fumbled for a pencil And my I'm so sorry pad And I wrote until I sprained my stupid brain Well you know that there's a reason I made this up so fast I though I'd never get a chance to say What's on my mind, I'm never kind When my vocabulary's secondary to a bottle of wine But I promise I can love you Just like a man And I promise I can hold you Like nobody can I never knew the difference between bullshit and sincere As long as it sounded good While coming out And I can't blame it on my father He gave me my 1st beer And he held my head back as I puked it out What was I saying, there I go playing The game I know so well Talking about myself when it should be you But I promise I can love you Just like a man And I promise I can hold you Like nobody can From Letras Mania