The Most Stupid Heartbreak in History
You're not tangible
The only time you exist in the same spacetime as me
Is when my cheeks are wet by the tears you make me cry
I carry the weight of you like a curse
Like a stain that can't be removed
An injury that can't be healed
And I go through my misery all alone
Because people call it the most stupid heartbreak in history
I wake up and get invalidated like clockwork
Rotting in my bed listening to Courtney Love
I'm in pain but I'm not supposed to seek for a cure
Gave you everything, now everything hurts
I want to be under your skin
Making sure every heartbeat belongs only to me, oh
Lord, have mercy on my soul
I'm lost in the streets of Paris
Not in a literal way
Every day feels like it's doomsday
There's so much wrong with me, I might die, I'm scared
It haunts me to know
Your smile doesn't only belong to me,
It's wasted on the strangers on the street;
The barista serving you coffee
Becomes a sworn enemy
I'm sipping the nectar of poison
Filling my cup to infinity
And I'm getting tired of relating to all these crazy anime girls
People heard The Snow Queen and said "That's so Misa Amane-coded"
I'm tired of trying to find beauty when I see that I've been corroded
And since you won't do it, what if I reassure myself?
I have embraced the heaviness of your soul,
But what if I release it into the ether?
What if I ease my own mind?
What if I let you go only so I can see you come back?
What if you need this distance to find out you're mine?
I'll let you go, trusting in what I know
I'll mold the sky into a canvas for us
I'll paint the sky with space for you
I'm lost in the streets of Paris
But I'm with you, so I'm as found as I've ever been
If I was always to be yours
Then I value the most stupid heartbreak in history
The only time you exist in the same spacetime as me
Is when my cheeks are wet by the tears you make me cry
I carry the weight of you like a curse
Like a stain that can't be removed
An injury that can't be healed
And I go through my misery all alone
Because people call it the most stupid heartbreak in history
I wake up and get invalidated like clockwork
Rotting in my bed listening to Courtney Love
I'm in pain but I'm not supposed to seek for a cure
Gave you everything, now everything hurts
I want to be under your skin
Making sure every heartbeat belongs only to me, oh
Lord, have mercy on my soul
I'm lost in the streets of Paris
Not in a literal way
Every day feels like it's doomsday
There's so much wrong with me, I might die, I'm scared
It haunts me to know
Your smile doesn't only belong to me,
It's wasted on the strangers on the street;
The barista serving you coffee
Becomes a sworn enemy
I'm sipping the nectar of poison
Filling my cup to infinity
And I'm getting tired of relating to all these crazy anime girls
People heard The Snow Queen and said "That's so Misa Amane-coded"
I'm tired of trying to find beauty when I see that I've been corroded
And since you won't do it, what if I reassure myself?
I have embraced the heaviness of your soul,
But what if I release it into the ether?
What if I ease my own mind?
What if I let you go only so I can see you come back?
What if you need this distance to find out you're mine?
I'll let you go, trusting in what I know
I'll mold the sky into a canvas for us
I'll paint the sky with space for you
I'm lost in the streets of Paris
But I'm with you, so I'm as found as I've ever been
If I was always to be yours
Then I value the most stupid heartbreak in history
Credits
Writer(s): Zima Kamimoto
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