Lyrics:
You are a handful of roses, thorns in a cheap bouquet.
True, I'm a walking disaster, they told you to stay away
Seems like I'm making a deal with the devil who's whispering softly to me
"Are you sure that she's the one?"

'Cause I feel like a bad joke
Walk the tight rope to hold on to you
Was it real? Or a love scene from a bad dream?
I don't think I can forget about it

You are a shining example of why I don't sleep at all
Too many sheep on the brain to make sense of a late night call
Talking in circles and chasing the tale of a love drunk distant memory
Am I sure that she's the one?

'Cause I feel like a bad joke
Walk the tight rope to hold on to you
Was it real? Or a love scene from a bad dream?
I don't think I can forget about it.

(Was it real?)

"You know, there are some days when I really feel like this could work.
Like, you and I are finally gonna get it right.
Then there are days like today, when you make me want to tear my f*cking hair out"

'Cause I feel just like a bad joke
Walk the tight rope to hold on to you
Was it real? Or a love scene from a bad dream?
I don't think I can forget about it.

I feel just like a bad joke
Gotta know... was it real?
Waking up from a bad dream, (from a bad dream)
I don't think, I can forget about it
So just forget about it,
So just forget

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