The Notebook - stripped

What's the number for the last time?
Tears formed in my eyes
'Cause I love you like he loves her
But that doesn't go both ways

If I build you your dreamhouse, and waited for you
And you saw me in the paper
Would you love me like you used to?
Could we lay down in the middle of the street
Like when we were teens with no fucking worries

I know it's hard to love someone who doesn't love themselves
But please make an exception for me
An exception to be in love with you, with you

I don't want to cry again, not in front of you
I want to try again with you
Tell me if I have a chance
'Cause lately I've been cuddled up in bed with a blanket
Pretending it's you holding tight, never letting go, breathing in deep
So just maybe I'll just smell some of what we could be
I'm nothing, you're something, you made me complete
I'm alone, I'm sad, baby, why did you leave?

If I build you your dreamhouse, and waited for you
And you saw me in the paper
Would you love me like you used to
Could we lay down in the middle of the street
Like when we were teens with no fucking worries

Would you leave him for me if you saw that I changed?
Do I have a chance, an eye to a blade