Romantic
27 and I
Still cry
Every time I grow
Don't know 'bout heaven
And I still might not
When it's time to go
It's all more, it's all less
It's a beautiful mess
But it's mine
I hate it
I love it
That life's a bitch and then you
Lean first, face down, empty handed
Make friends with second chances
I hate it
I love it
I lost my shit and then I
Wrecked my car, broke my heart, like I planned it
Somehow it's still romantic
Fortune's never been mine
It's fine
I'll take red over gold
Love's never come right on time
Signs still
Scream at me not to fold
It's all more, it's all less
It's a beautiful mess
But it's mine
I hate it
I love it
That life's a bitch and then you
Lean first, face down, empty handed
Make friends with second chances
I hate it
I love it
I lost my shit and then I
Wrecked my car, broke my heart, like I planned it
Somehow it's still romantic
Blind to the crime
Studying future signs
Inside the lines
Felt safer at the time
Flames in the wild
Thank god I like what I see
Through the fire
I hate it
I love it
That life's a bitch and then you
Lean first, face down, empty handed
Make friends with second chances
I hate it
I love it
I lost my shit and then I
Wrecked my car, broke my heart, like I planned it
Somehow it's still romantic
Still cry
Every time I grow
Don't know 'bout heaven
And I still might not
When it's time to go
It's all more, it's all less
It's a beautiful mess
But it's mine
I hate it
I love it
That life's a bitch and then you
Lean first, face down, empty handed
Make friends with second chances
I hate it
I love it
I lost my shit and then I
Wrecked my car, broke my heart, like I planned it
Somehow it's still romantic
Fortune's never been mine
It's fine
I'll take red over gold
Love's never come right on time
Signs still
Scream at me not to fold
It's all more, it's all less
It's a beautiful mess
But it's mine
I hate it
I love it
That life's a bitch and then you
Lean first, face down, empty handed
Make friends with second chances
I hate it
I love it
I lost my shit and then I
Wrecked my car, broke my heart, like I planned it
Somehow it's still romantic
Blind to the crime
Studying future signs
Inside the lines
Felt safer at the time
Flames in the wild
Thank god I like what I see
Through the fire
I hate it
I love it
That life's a bitch and then you
Lean first, face down, empty handed
Make friends with second chances
I hate it
I love it
I lost my shit and then I
Wrecked my car, broke my heart, like I planned it
Somehow it's still romantic
Credits
Writer(s): Jon Joseph, Rebecca Elizabeth Peters
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