Hopeless Romantics

If it goes without saying, it goes without saying Yeah Hopeless romantics stand stiff As if they've never heard the classics I wave my arm and yell that's it, case closed All those who know that when it snows, it snows I grin as I tell you I told you so Open air, perfect for the debonair I choose to stare to check the vibration Everything I know is built off faces One more page and I'm free Make sure your laces tied when they choose to go on a spree Ain't no one safe, we gotta hide behind the queen I paint sepia scenes, said he had a hard time dreaming until he just let be Separating wants and needs like my kin I can't help but glare as they lower the rim The proceeds taste like gin I mutter devious schemes under my breath just to sting A choir drenched in sorrow belts a hymn I can tell when time is borrowed when I bowed next to him The ants move in masses, the fact is universally known But no one dares to call it tragic On my way to the altar, I broke my rose-tinted glasses Ash scattered to alleviate what was left of the clashes I scroll blissfully blind of what they see They say good things come in threes I sigh and chalk it up to be make-believe My back hunched, I can't tell if this is the new me Guardian of the sandbox, it's all fun and games till you get doxxed In his free time, he resorted to picking locks Piranhas in the well, I sell to make a profit All profits never dwell on the ones who stock lockets I decide to call it once I scan the field Cannibals, all fours, lurking for the next meal Kept me on my heels Forged the autograph just to tell you that it's real Graphic tees scare the elders, think I worship He But I'm just soaked with religious zeal The Navy SEAL recruiter pulled my boy out of class and said We need you Blurry-eyed and hypnotized, he waltzed into the yard of all that he knew The end was nigh, you should see what he drew Marionettes galvanized in a pot of odorous stew In other words, nothing's new All I knew was the open road, riddled with roadkill Animals unknown, tempted by growth I unearth poles of my home Cop car sounds like a Y2K ringtone Holiday cheer, I heat mittens on the stove till they're stuck Button-down, untucked, I'm lousy If you take what's mine, just know I'm coming for you like Jadeveon Clowney