Romeo & Juliet Lyrics
It Feels So Good
X4
Hobo yells righteously
I’m too emotional
Good luck to my future wives
And their future lives without me
You guys will do great!
I’m sure that I’ve prepared you for every guy you’ll date
And every guy you’ll marry
And every guy you’ll hate
Its the lullaby I sang out of tune thats probably what did it
Or my twin size mattress that I had since I was 7
That we have to sleep on whenever she spends the night
And if she falls of again she’ll find another guy to like
We’re just Romeo & Juliet
But getting drunk and eating percocets
Just to ease the stress
But soft what light, thru yonder window breaks
It the east, but Juliet just puked off the balcony
How romantic
Nothing like getting drunk and getting manic
On a mother freaking monday
I
Brush the bangs behind her lovely little ear
As she describes in detail how the end is truly near
And I know that we can do this for forever
Or until we drink the poison, cause we see some cloudy weather
As
Rosaline, lies in bed, seething, wide awake
Because a burning love for Juliet only took a day
And if Romeo & Juliet continued to be married
Thens there’s half of a chance that their kids would get embarrassed, when all the kids at school all talk about their parents
And Romeo Jr. has to say their not together
And
Junior will dream of the day when hes a man
And what he’ll do to avoid that 50% chance
Of his kids feeling the way he feels
He’ll probably just stick to the Netflixs and Chill
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Dear Shakespeare
Can you write happy ending please
Can you write a happy ending please, we just deserve a happy ending please, please
And every sting from every tear drop
From every ring at every pawn shop
I’m not missing both my Christmas’
Though family would be nice
In my dreams my kids are happy
And I know that they won’t mind
One Christmas
Just one Christmas
Just one Christmas
But dear mom
Conversations from a couch haven’t ever felt the same, since you looked Dad in the eye, and you told that things are about to change. my mom was made from Adams rib, and the marriage went south, when the snake came back, and asked my mother out to dinner, and my dad found out, and asked my mom what thats about, and she said "oh is nothing", but dad loves to shout, really loud. loud enough to knock the lamps and dressers to the ground, in my memory, I can hear, chopins noctures playing in the backround, a slow train wreck, you’ll close your eyes but forever hear the sound, and boy its tough, cause thats the sound of people falling out of Love
