Rachael Sage - MORBID ROMANTIC

I’m a morbid romantic
With skulls painted on my walls
Could that be the one good reason
You don’t feel for me at all...

Well I think it’s kinda tragic
I can never seem to keep
Those momentary words of
Wisdom that I sing for you in sleep
From falling away by day
From falling...

Away from you I’m
Lost like a penny in the back-seat
Of a New York City cab
When I’m away from you I’m
Tossed like the many times you’ve
Looked into my greedy eyes and Laughed

Well I make a lousy groupie
Guess I just don’t have the lust
I’ve only ever been successful
At discerning death from dust...

Well could it really be this empty
In the space that fills the air
Between my instinct and your
Image - is love always unfair...

When I’m away from you I’m
Lost like a bottle at the bottom
Of a recycling bin
When I’m away from you I
Just haven’t got all that I
Need to fill my ocean up and swim...

Well I can’t see my reflection
In the mirror of your eyes I know that
That should turn my stomach
But it comes as no surprise
That I must be a ghost
Cause you don’t know

That I’m a morbid romantic
With skulls painted on my walls
Could that be the one good reason

You don’t feel for me at all...well

Don’t you know that’s just a mural
And I am really a good witch the only
Thing you have to fear from me’s my
Urgency to switch...our roles around

When you’re away from me you’ll be
Lost like a penny in the back-seat
Of a New York City cab
When you’re away from me you’ll be
Tossed like the many times you’ve
Looked into my greedy eyes and...
Looked into my greedy eyes and laughed

Written by:
Rachael Sage

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