I’m too emotional Good luck to my future wives And their future lives without me You guys will do great! I’m sure that I’ve prepared you for every guy you’ll date And every guy you’ll marry And every guy you’ll hate Its the lullabies I sang out of tune, that's probably what did it Or my twin size mattress that I had since I was 7 That we have to sleep on whenever she spends the night And if she falls off again, she’ll find another guy to like
We’re just Romeo & Juliet But getting drunk and eating Percocets But just to ease the stress But soft what light, thru yonder window breaks It is the east, but Juliet just puked off the balcony How romantic
Nothing like getting drunk and getting manic On a motherfucking Monday, I I brush the bangs behind her lovely little ear As she describes in detail how the end is truly near Wow, and I'm sure that we can do this for forever Or until we drink the poison, 'cause she sees some cloudy weather As Rosaline, lies in bed, seething, wide awake Because a burning love for Juliet only took a day And if Romeo & Juliet continued to be married Thens there’s half of a chance That their kids would get embarrassed When all the kids at school all talk about their parents And Romeo Jr. has to say they're not together And Junior will dream of the day when he's a man And what he’ll do to avoid that 50% chance Of his kids feeling the way he feels He’ll probably just stick with Netflix and Child
Dear Shakespeare Could you write a happy ending please? Could you write a happy ending please? We just deserve a happy ending please, please And every sting from every teardrop From every ring at every pawn shop I’m not missing both my Christmas’ Though family would be nice In my dreams, my kids are happy And I know that they won’t mind One Christmas Just one Christmas Just one Christmas Just one Christmas
But dear mom Conversations from a couch haven’t ever felt the same Since you looked Dad in the eye And you told him that things are about to change My mom was made from Adam's rib And the marriage went south When the snake came back and asked my mother out to dinner And my dad found out, and asked my mom what that's about And she said "Oh, it's nothing", but dad loves to shout really loud Loud enough to knock the lamps and dressers to the ground In my memory, I can hear Chopin's nocturnes playing in the background A slow trainwreck, you’ll close your eyes But forever hear the sound, and boy, it's tough 'Cause thats the sound of people falling out of LoveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
