It's been said before
That all's been said and done
And when it comes to love
All that's said is dumb
The poets words have been repeated
And poorly used by friends on instagram
I try to write but get defeated
By the fear i've nothing new to say
And so I'm sick of all the songs
That make it hard to say
Anything new about love
That's not a damn cliche
And when my friends get married
My spirits can sink low
Not just because i'm lonely
But none of my words seem apropos
If I could bottle up the moments, like
The subtle looks when love is shared
I'd keep them near for inspiration
But even then my words could not compare
I know I've spent too many years
Always stuck somewhere halfway
Between the dream of perfect love
And the fear that it's cliche
If absence makes the heart grow fonder
Why do we spend our time
Going out on dates with people
And stalking them online?
No, perfect ain't the word for any of it
Because love is never blind
But that makes it easier to find
I'll risk it all upon these words
And hope they sometimes feel profound...
When in love? well I would hope so
I'll just have to trust your word for now
So I'll keep on singing songs
Even when they are quite lame
Because for those who've loved
There's s beauty in the cliche
And cynicism's really just as cliched