You, are a handful of roses, Thorns in a cheap bouquet. True, I'm a walkin' disaster, They told you to stay away. Seems like I'm makin' 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. T-t-too many sheep on the brain To make sense of the late night call. Talkin' in circles and chasing the tail 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. (I gotta know) Was it real? Or a love scene, from a bad dream? I don't think- I can forget about it. Gotta know was it real? [[Talking]] 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, wanna tear my fucking hair out. 'Cause I feel- like a bad joke (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. I feel, just like a bad joke, woah. Gotta know, was it real? (Waking up from a bad dream) From a bad dream I don't think- I can forget about. So just forget about it, So just forget. --

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