Get your shit together.
I left you stranded alone
in the arena of war.
It’ll never mend my brokenness.
An insane ex-girlfriend
is the only thing I’ll ever be
but doesn’t mean we burned
our past with the forest fire.
I thought we’re lost in the drought.
Fallen over too many things
we’ve played a part in
but is it just a game to you?
A million love songs
that left us desperate to love again.
What does it do to be over?
We’ve loved each other
for the millionth time
as the song goes.
But we danced the night away,
and the waltz was all I saved.
I never wanted to be just like Zelda
but you’ve stolen all the words
I wanted to say to you in the night.
Poetic and dramatic is all I’ll ever be.
I guess I’ll end up waiting for you
when I go completely insane
from the things I’ve wanted you to say.
Ancient history is part of the love
we will leave if we break it off
without mending the things to mend.
Love is like a paper cut. It cuts deep.
That much I know.