My manner is imperious, my logic is empirical   And I’m bad at being a girlfriend so I’m hoping for a miracle   I fear your disappointment when I don’t turn out ethereal   Though either way for me I know it means some new material   Now don’t go thinkin that you’re special just because you are   Cos I’m bound to overthink it and I always go too far   But if you think this kind of tempest may just be your cup of tea   Then I’d like to offer you the heart of me   Each attempt to clarify serves only to confuse   And it feels just like a fracture but it looks more like a bruise   And my heart can’t bear the weight   Of one more empty “I love you”   And I’ve strained my eyes to blindness   Trying to find a point of view   Now don’t go thinkin that I’m crazy just because I am   Cos I wouldn’t act indifferent if I didn’t give a damn   And if you think this kind of tempest may just be your cup of tea   Then I’d like to offer you the heart of me   Now don’t go thinkin that I love you just because I do   Cos I’ve never met a certainty I couldn’t misconstrue   But if you think this kind of tempest may just be your cup of tea   Then I’d like to offer you the heart of me   Yes, I’d like to offer you the heart of me