Loudon Wainwright III
I Suppose
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