I could write the book of you
And illustrate the pages, you shouldn't read it
Oh, I'm the one that you put down
It was written in a hurry, slipped through your fingers

I do everything I should
I still got to learn how to be good
You got two strong arms, I see
Can't you bring ‘em around, wrap ‘em around me?

I lay my storms down at your feet
Maybe you'll build a shelter, maybe do my hard work for me
Oh, I kick and scream, but the job is mine
So I’ll stay by the ocean, you got your own hills to climb

Oh, I do everything I should
I still got to learn, how to be good
And I’ve got two strong arms, you see
I got to bring ‘em around, wrap ‘em around me

And I know that I am full of holes
Still they let me, see on through to the other side
And the Southern Cross has got you in her sights

I’ll do everything I should
But I still got to learn how to be good
You’ve got two strong arms, you see
Got to bring ‘em around, got to wrap ‘em around me

You got to wrap ‘em around
Got to wrap ‘em around me
Yeah, bring ‘em around
Yeah, wrap ‘em around me

I’ll do everything I should
I still got to learn how to be good
How to be good