Romance is Boring
Darling, I'm with Saint Bernards
And we are scouring the Alps and the Andes
And if they die, it is on my head
They follow paw prints in the snow to my throne, to my bed
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, yawning
We're proving to each other that romance is boring
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
Prove to each other that romance is boring
Start as I mean to continue
Complacent and self-involved
You're trying not to be nervous
Wish you were trying at all
I will wait, I will bake, I will bake phallic cake
Take your diffidence, make it my clubhouse
But my strength's within lies, ventricle cauterized
It's the way of living that I espouse
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, still yawning
Proving to each other that romance is boring
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
To each other that romance is boring
We are two ships that pass in the night
You and I, we are nothing alike
I am a pleasure cruise, you've gone out to trawl
Return nets empty, nothing and oh
You're pouting in your sleep, waking, still yawning
Proving to each other that romance is boring
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
Prove to each other romance is boring
You're pouting in your sleep, waking, still yawning
We're proving to each other that romance is boring
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
Prove to each other that romance is boring
And we are scouring the Alps and the Andes
And if they die, it is on my head
They follow paw prints in the snow to my throne, to my bed
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, yawning
We're proving to each other that romance is boring
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
Prove to each other that romance is boring
Start as I mean to continue
Complacent and self-involved
You're trying not to be nervous
Wish you were trying at all
I will wait, I will bake, I will bake phallic cake
Take your diffidence, make it my clubhouse
But my strength's within lies, ventricle cauterized
It's the way of living that I espouse
You're pouting in your sleep, I'm waking, still yawning
Proving to each other that romance is boring
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
To each other that romance is boring
We are two ships that pass in the night
You and I, we are nothing alike
I am a pleasure cruise, you've gone out to trawl
Return nets empty, nothing and oh
You're pouting in your sleep, waking, still yawning
Proving to each other that romance is boring
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
Prove to each other romance is boring
You're pouting in your sleep, waking, still yawning
We're proving to each other that romance is boring
Sure, there are things I could do if I was half-prepared to
Prove to each other that romance is boring
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Writer(s): Trevor Phillips
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