Pale gray skies
Blackest of hearts
I used to
Crave sunlight
Now I wait for the
Turbulent waters
My dear how you've broken me
Dying weeds
Crushed beneath my feet
I used to
Search for dandelions
Before I knew all of 'em died
My dear how you've broken me
And isn't it poetic
The death of an optimist like me
Borderline pathetic
How often I turned the other cheek
Serves me right
(Serves me right)
Should've known
This would all come down to hurt
Hopeless romantics
Are more trouble than we're worth
Blazing flame
Turned my hope to ash
I pray I
Drift away
Like our love that left
On the last train
My dear how you've ruined me
And isn't it poetic
Watching the magic fade away
Borderline pathetic
How often I looked the other way
Serves me right
(Serves me right)
Should've know
(I guess I should have known this would hurt)
This would all come down to hurt
Hopeless romantics
Are more trouble than we're worth
I stood on the steps
Hoping you would come back
And save me from my realization
That everything I had
Held dear in my life was just
Part of some grand illustration
Who am I if not for a spirited man
It's so sad to witness
The death of a hopeless romantic