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Testo Hopeless Romanticism
Testo Hopeless Romanticism
I'm makin' friends with the self-medicators for first-aid
It's only been ten days and here I am on my first date
I'm clean cut and she ordered Prosecco
Inside I'm torn up, so maybe I should go home
I can't help it that I fall in love every day
And I know it ain't right
Yeah, I know it ain't right But there's something about the way that my little heart breaks in the middle of the night
And we got the same eyes
So it must be a sign
Sitting in the same bar room in the same shade of blue on a Tuesday night
Hopeless romanticism
It's fucking narcissism
I need to find a meeting and learn something about love addiction
I hope you fall in love and then you rip my heart out with him
I'd never fall in love if it was ever my decision
I seem to win when I set out to lose in the first place
I can't help it that I fall in love every day
And I know it ain't right Yeah, I know it ain't right
But there's something about the way that my little heart breaks in the middle of the night
And we got the same eyes
So it must be a sign
Sitting in the same bar room in the same shade of blue on a Tuesday night
Hopeless romanticism
It's fucking narcissism
I need to find a meeting and learn something about love addiction
I hope you fall in love and then you rip my heart out with him
I'd never fall in love if it was ever my decision
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
And I know it ain't right
Yeah, I know it ain't right
But there's something about the way that my little heart breaks in the middle of the night
And we got the same eyes
So it must be a sign
Sitting in the same bar room in the same shade of blue on a Tuesday night
Hopeless romanticism
It's fucking narcissism
I need to find a meeting and learn something about love addiction
I hope you fall in love and then you rip my heart out with him
I'd never fall in love if it was ever my decision
It's only been ten days and here I am on my first date
I'm clean cut and she ordered Prosecco
Inside I'm torn up, so maybe I should go home
I can't help it that I fall in love every day
And I know it ain't right
Yeah, I know it ain't right But there's something about the way that my little heart breaks in the middle of the night
And we got the same eyes
So it must be a sign
Sitting in the same bar room in the same shade of blue on a Tuesday night
Hopeless romanticism
It's fucking narcissism
I need to find a meeting and learn something about love addiction
I hope you fall in love and then you rip my heart out with him
I'd never fall in love if it was ever my decision
I seem to win when I set out to lose in the first place
I can't help it that I fall in love every day
And I know it ain't right Yeah, I know it ain't right
But there's something about the way that my little heart breaks in the middle of the night
And we got the same eyes
So it must be a sign
Sitting in the same bar room in the same shade of blue on a Tuesday night
Hopeless romanticism
It's fucking narcissism
I need to find a meeting and learn something about love addiction
I hope you fall in love and then you rip my heart out with him
I'd never fall in love if it was ever my decision
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
And I know it ain't right
Yeah, I know it ain't right
But there's something about the way that my little heart breaks in the middle of the night
And we got the same eyes
So it must be a sign
Sitting in the same bar room in the same shade of blue on a Tuesday night
Hopeless romanticism
It's fucking narcissism
I need to find a meeting and learn something about love addiction
I hope you fall in love and then you rip my heart out with him
I'd never fall in love if it was ever my decision
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