When did you get so cynical?
Your thoughts of love are cyclical, that’s right.
They ebb and flow like the tide
You’ve been a loner since you were four
Those blank canvases you adore served as an only friend
Light your cigarette with a match and cringe as you happen to catch a stare
Who would think you’d even care?
You say the whole world’s sadistic, you’re another statistic, you’re a written book.
If you can’t see the beauty please lean in for a second look
I cannot forget about the rumors that surround your name
All the thrills and the pills yeah they still only bring you to shame
You cling onto the clichés and dismiss it as a one-off phase
I can see in your face that this state is your only escape
Wherever I go, I drift back to you, whenever I win, still find it better to lose
I don’t always get to choose
Hanging from the edge of a cliff you hold me tightly in your grip
I’m scared that my judgment is impaired
I said this love is abusive and you’re being intrusive yeah you’re breaking in
Somehow just being with you feels like a mortal sin
I cannot forget about the rumors that surround your name
All the thrills and the pills yeah they still only bring you to shame
You cling onto the clichés and dismiss it as a one-off phase
I can see in your face that this state is your only escape
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