you are a hand full of roses, thorns and 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

'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 a tale of
love-drawn distant memory

'cause I feel like a bad joke
walk the tight rope to hold on to you

gotta know, was it real?
or a love scene, from a bad dream
I don't think
I can forget about it

you know,
there are some days where 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
wanna tear my fucking hair out.

'cause I feel like a bad joke
walk the tight rope to hold on to you

gotta know,
was it real?
Or a love scene, from a bad dream
I don't think
I can forget about it