(One, two, three!)
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
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 a late night call
Talking in circles and
Chasing a tale of
Love-drawn 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
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?)
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
(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 it
So just forget about it
So just forget!
Writer(s): Alexander William Gaskarth, John Randall Fields
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