I always thought when I found true love
my problems would go away
so I accumulated crushes
but the problems kept coming day by day
the issues never left
and those lovers never stayed
maybe I've been doing this love thing the wrong way
but I'll keep at love
because being broken is never okay.

Tired hands, green eyes
Breathing out, white lies
Soft lips, blue skies

Small room, big world
Lines straight, sight blurred
Same love, new girl

And she'll say
He's stuck in a daydream
Been in love since 18
Allibys breaking the seams

But he'll say
She's beautiful blankly
Burning down gently
Till she screams.