I Wouldn't Miss It for the World

So you’ve loved me now for half a year
Despite the distance and the fear
Of falling sky and a gathering storm
That’ll blow me back where I came from
Well, that ain’t the way I see you, baby
I know you’re not that kind of girl
When you die, I will come looking for you
I wouldn’t miss it for the world
An opportunist waiting for a chance
To fuck you over, leave you flat
Take off your dress and go straight to the press
To make time on the evening news
Is that the way you see me, baby?
I know you’re not that kind of girl
When you die, I will come looking for you
I wouldn’t miss it for the world
Well, that murderer who shares your cell
Well, his sentence don’t have to be yours as well
'Cause when you sleep, you count the stars
He’s making enemies across the bars
And that ain’t the way I see you, baby
I know you’re not that kind of girl
When you die, I will come looking for you
I wouldn’t miss it for the world