From Jinx to Thorne
By Nathan
Everyone used to wonder why I called for you all the time, but what can I say?
You were always there to fight my troubles away
Every time I needed help, you were there at my side
And if it gets me out of mischief, Thorne, then I'll always abide
Now I insist on telling you this: you bring me bliss!
And if you want to know what the reason is
I'll look you in the eye, and I'll tell you why.
　
Because your fists, your fists, are on my list
Because your fists, your fists, they never miss
Because your fists can handle this, when I'm caught in a fight
Because your fists, your fists are on my list
Because your fists, your fists, are good at this
And when I need the Maple Syrup jar opened up, you'll come help me tonight.
Since we were young, you kept your eyes on the lookout for me
It means so very much, and I hope you can see
That when trouble always seems to be following me around
You're there with a roundhouse kick, to take my worries down
So, I insist, on telling you this: You are my bliss!
And if you ask me what the reason is
Look for the light in my eye when I tell you why.
　
Because your fists, your fists, are on my list
Because your fists, your fists, they never miss
Because your fists can handle this, when I'm caught in a fight
Because your fists, your fists are on my list
Because your fists, your fists, are good at this
And when I need the Maple Syrup jar opened up, you'll come help me tonight
By Nathan
Everyone used to wonder why I called for you all the time, but what can I say?
You were always there to fight my troubles away
Every time I needed help, you were there at my side
And if it gets me out of mischief, Thorne, then I'll always abide
Now I insist on telling you this: you bring me bliss!
And if you want to know what the reason is
I'll look you in the eye, and I'll tell you why.
　
Because your fists, your fists, are on my list
Because your fists, your fists, they never miss
Because your fists can handle this, when I'm caught in a fight
Because your fists, your fists are on my list
Because your fists, your fists, are good at this
And when I need the Maple Syrup jar opened up, you'll come help me tonight.
Since we were young, you kept your eyes on the lookout for me
It means so very much, and I hope you can see
That when trouble always seems to be following me around
You're there with a roundhouse kick, to take my worries down
So, I insist, on telling you this: You are my bliss!
And if you ask me what the reason is
Look for the light in my eye when I tell you why.
　
Because your fists, your fists, are on my list
Because your fists, your fists, they never miss
Because your fists can handle this, when I'm caught in a fight
Because your fists, your fists are on my list
Because your fists, your fists, are good at this
And when I need the Maple Syrup jar opened up, you'll come help me tonight
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