Threats Of Romance
A girl is a man's sickness
We all know the way it ends
No matter how many times we film it
The audience thinks they've seen it for the first time
Things that are pretty are always kept behind glass
Someone like me, someone like me can't make it last
I like you damaged, but I need something left
Something for me, something for me to wreck
Something for me to wreck
You are my sickness
We all know the way it ends
No matter how we film it, the audience thinks
That they saw it for the first time
Things that are pretty are always kept behind glass
Someone like me, someone like me can't make it last
I like you damaged, but I need something left
Something for me, something for me to wreck
I like you damaged, but I need something left
Something for me, something for me to wreck
Something for me to wreck
Something for me to wreck
My seed would have made new fruit
And you could have been a tree
Or I could have cut you down
Or just let you be
These things that are pretty are always kept behind glass
Someone like me, someone like me can't make it last
I like you damaged, I like you damaged
I like you damaged, I like you damaged
I like you damaged, I like you damaged
Damaged, I like you damaged
We all know the way it ends
No matter how many times we film it
The audience thinks they've seen it for the first time
Things that are pretty are always kept behind glass
Someone like me, someone like me can't make it last
I like you damaged, but I need something left
Something for me, something for me to wreck
Something for me to wreck
You are my sickness
We all know the way it ends
No matter how we film it, the audience thinks
That they saw it for the first time
Things that are pretty are always kept behind glass
Someone like me, someone like me can't make it last
I like you damaged, but I need something left
Something for me, something for me to wreck
I like you damaged, but I need something left
Something for me, something for me to wreck
Something for me to wreck
Something for me to wreck
My seed would have made new fruit
And you could have been a tree
Or I could have cut you down
Or just let you be
These things that are pretty are always kept behind glass
Someone like me, someone like me can't make it last
I like you damaged, I like you damaged
I like you damaged, I like you damaged
I like you damaged, I like you damaged
Damaged, I like you damaged
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Writer(s): Tyler Lee Bates, Brian Hugh Warner
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