Upcoming Concerts for Oddnesse
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Oddnesse
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rebeca Arango
Composer
Brendan Eder
Composer
Trevor Vaz
Composer
Lyrics
Under the tablecloth
Where you spilled your wine down your linen pants
Your favorite restaurant
In the ancient cave made with ancient hands
The way you threw my heart on the church steps
And declared I would be queen
Really complicated things
Out of the catacombs
Where you spilled my trust down the spiral stairs
On the streets of Rome
All alone in the rain, stop standing there
So you took my hand
And you got down, and you practically begged me please
But the ring was lost at sea
Have we looked yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Have we found love that treats us the way that it should?
Is it effed up if I can't stop dreaming of Rome?
Is it effed up if I can't stop dreaming of Rome?
Here I am at home
Not waiting for my big fairytale
I'm not the one you should
Swear it's over, the days that you left me here
And I don't fantasize about how honeymoons
Making love in the hotel sheets
'Cause I'm contemplating
Have we looked yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Have we found love that treats us the way that it should?
Is it effed up if I gave up?
Is it effed up if I gave up?
Is it effed up if I gave up dreaming of Rome?
Is it effed up if I gave up dreaming of Rome?
Is it effed up if I'm tired? I'd rather go home
Writer(s): Brendan Eder, Rebeca Arango, Trevor Vaz
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