Romance

And in the night

It was a drunken stutter

Started as a next to nothing conversation

And then he's staring me out

Taking me apart at my friend's house

I was uncomfortable, I was hurt

Still with blue innocence in his eyes

I felt my reasoning was harsh

With every stab wound and exhale

I promised myself

That I would never lose my youthful fears

Of grown up men

I'm scarred with cruel intentions

I thought of another the whole time

Who would have never stared me like that

See, he saw me as a human

This one thinks I'm a slaughterhouse

He pretends that he's understanding

And you know, in the grand scheme of everything

He's probably called a nice man

Or an ordinary kind of man

Or a stereotype with strong hands

I'm so sad

At how little joy I realized

Within my time with my ex guy

Before these statues arrived

Romance is dead and done

And it hits between the eyes on this side

The grass is dead and barren

And it hurts between my thighs on this side

I could begin to open up

And risk desire, for I'll move slow and

Quieter than most

I grew up too quick and I still forgive too slow

Oh, I wish there was another way

Romance is dead and done

And it hits between the eyes on this side

The grass is dead and barren

And it hurts between my thighs on this side

See me here

Meet me here

I don't care

If it's not repeated

I wanna know who you are

For every second we outrun the moon

Dread the sun come up, I want to know who you are

So I don't have to check my stuff's still here

When you're gone, I wanna know who you are

I wanna know who you are

Romance is dead and done

And it hits between the eyes on this side

The grass is dead and barren

And it hurts between my thighs on this side

This side

This side

This side

This side