Fair
It's what my heart just yearns to say
In ways that can't be said
It's what my rotting bones will sing
When the rest of me is dead
It's what's engraved upon my heart
In letters deeply worn
Today, I somehow understand the reason I was born
'Cause outwardly he says, "I try so hard to make you laugh at me"
And she, she does, she laughs
As though she's not heard the joke ten thousand times before
And he adores her
He watches her get dressed as though she's hurtling through time
Oh, darling, please be mine
She promises to fight them all when it all becomes too much
And he, he curses at the world
For leaving him behind, and he's falling out of touch
And she is stronger than he's ever been, he knows
She brushes her hand through his hair
He's got so much fucking hair
And he holds her close, just to keep the world at bay
And when they're sure no one can hear them
She'll turn to him to say, she'll turn to him and say
"It's not fair, it's not fair how much I love you
It's not fair, 'cause you make me laugh
When I'm actually really fucking cross at you for something"
And he'll say
"Oh, how, oh, how unreasonable
How unreasonably in love I am with everything you do
I'll spend my days so close to you
'Cause if I'm standing here, maybe everyone will think I'm alright"
"I've seen enough," he says, "I know exactly what I want
And it's this life that we've created
Inundated with the fated thought of you
And if you asked me to, if you asked me, I would lose it all
Like petals in a storm
'Cause, darling, I was born to press my head between your shoulder blades, at night when light is fading
Just to let you know, I'm old, waylaid and feels like I am wading
Into carpet burns and carousels
Christ, you'll be the death of me"
And calm throughout his melodrama
She will turn and say, "Dear heart, it's me, it's me
You don't need to pretend to be someone you're not
'Cause it's not like I've never heard you fart and snore
And for some godforsaken reason
I'm still here, love, like I've always been before"
And he'll say
"It's not fair, it's not fair how much I love you"
It's not fair, 'cause you make me weep
When I'm just tryna watch The Office with my yoghurt"
And she'll say
"Oh, how, oh, how unreasonable
How unreasonably in love I am with everything you do
I'll spend my days so close to you
'Cause if I'm standing here, maybe everyone will think I'm cool"
"How unfair, how unfair," they'll sing
As they dance across the darling rooftop wreck
He'll trip, and she'll pretend not to have seen
Burying her head into his chest
And clinging to the moment, "Where have you been?"
She'll whisper, "I've waited, oh, so long for you to come"
And as the stars above them hum and hear them
He'll turn to her and say, "That's what she said"
"It's not fair, oh, it's not fair how much I love you
It's not fair, 'cause you make me ache, you bastard"
And he'll say
"Oh, how, oh, how unreasonable
How unreasonably in love I am with everything you do
I'll spend my days so close to you
'Cause if I'm stood here, then I'm stood here
And I'll stand here
I'll stand here with you"
In ways that can't be said
It's what my rotting bones will sing
When the rest of me is dead
It's what's engraved upon my heart
In letters deeply worn
Today, I somehow understand the reason I was born
'Cause outwardly he says, "I try so hard to make you laugh at me"
And she, she does, she laughs
As though she's not heard the joke ten thousand times before
And he adores her
He watches her get dressed as though she's hurtling through time
Oh, darling, please be mine
She promises to fight them all when it all becomes too much
And he, he curses at the world
For leaving him behind, and he's falling out of touch
And she is stronger than he's ever been, he knows
She brushes her hand through his hair
He's got so much fucking hair
And he holds her close, just to keep the world at bay
And when they're sure no one can hear them
She'll turn to him to say, she'll turn to him and say
"It's not fair, it's not fair how much I love you
It's not fair, 'cause you make me laugh
When I'm actually really fucking cross at you for something"
And he'll say
"Oh, how, oh, how unreasonable
How unreasonably in love I am with everything you do
I'll spend my days so close to you
'Cause if I'm standing here, maybe everyone will think I'm alright"
"I've seen enough," he says, "I know exactly what I want
And it's this life that we've created
Inundated with the fated thought of you
And if you asked me to, if you asked me, I would lose it all
Like petals in a storm
'Cause, darling, I was born to press my head between your shoulder blades, at night when light is fading
Just to let you know, I'm old, waylaid and feels like I am wading
Into carpet burns and carousels
Christ, you'll be the death of me"
And calm throughout his melodrama
She will turn and say, "Dear heart, it's me, it's me
You don't need to pretend to be someone you're not
'Cause it's not like I've never heard you fart and snore
And for some godforsaken reason
I'm still here, love, like I've always been before"
And he'll say
"It's not fair, it's not fair how much I love you"
It's not fair, 'cause you make me weep
When I'm just tryna watch The Office with my yoghurt"
And she'll say
"Oh, how, oh, how unreasonable
How unreasonably in love I am with everything you do
I'll spend my days so close to you
'Cause if I'm standing here, maybe everyone will think I'm cool"
"How unfair, how unfair," they'll sing
As they dance across the darling rooftop wreck
He'll trip, and she'll pretend not to have seen
Burying her head into his chest
And clinging to the moment, "Where have you been?"
She'll whisper, "I've waited, oh, so long for you to come"
And as the stars above them hum and hear them
He'll turn to her and say, "That's what she said"
"It's not fair, oh, it's not fair how much I love you
It's not fair, 'cause you make me ache, you bastard"
And he'll say
"Oh, how, oh, how unreasonable
How unreasonably in love I am with everything you do
I'll spend my days so close to you
'Cause if I'm stood here, then I'm stood here
And I'll stand here
I'll stand here with you"
Credits
Writer(s): Joey Batey
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