Romance
I was built for romance
And I was running to pass you by
Through daisies in a faded white
And thorns and cobwebs
You were born a recluse
And I was fixing to ask you why
For the hundred millionth time
Who you fooling?
'Cause it takes a certain kind of fool
Waking up and smoking next to you
Did you even replace your Sunday clothing?
'Cause it takes a certain kind of cool
Fucking up like where's tomorrow's news
It's a sunny day and now it's raining
You were born a titan
But you're scared to be all alone
You leave your light on when no one's home
Man, why you wasting?
I was built for torment
I won't feel it when you don't care
So remind me some time next year
Call my mother
'Cause it takes a certain kind of fool
Waking up and smoking next to you
Did you even replace your Sunday clothing?
'Cause it takes a certain kind of cool
Fucking up like where's tomorrow's news
It's a sunny day and now it's raining
'Cause it takes a certain kind of fool
Waking up and smoking next to you
Did you even replace your Sunday clothing?
'Cause it takes a certain kind of cool
Fucking up like where's tomorrow's news
It's a sunny day and now it's raining
It's a sunny day and now it's raining
It was a sunny day, now it's raining
And I was running to pass you by
Through daisies in a faded white
And thorns and cobwebs
You were born a recluse
And I was fixing to ask you why
For the hundred millionth time
Who you fooling?
'Cause it takes a certain kind of fool
Waking up and smoking next to you
Did you even replace your Sunday clothing?
'Cause it takes a certain kind of cool
Fucking up like where's tomorrow's news
It's a sunny day and now it's raining
You were born a titan
But you're scared to be all alone
You leave your light on when no one's home
Man, why you wasting?
I was built for torment
I won't feel it when you don't care
So remind me some time next year
Call my mother
'Cause it takes a certain kind of fool
Waking up and smoking next to you
Did you even replace your Sunday clothing?
'Cause it takes a certain kind of cool
Fucking up like where's tomorrow's news
It's a sunny day and now it's raining
'Cause it takes a certain kind of fool
Waking up and smoking next to you
Did you even replace your Sunday clothing?
'Cause it takes a certain kind of cool
Fucking up like where's tomorrow's news
It's a sunny day and now it's raining
It's a sunny day and now it's raining
It was a sunny day, now it's raining
Credits
Writer(s): James Creighton, Jonathan Brucato, Scott Robert Ayotte
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