I guess I'm not as well versed in love as I appear to be
No matter how happy I am something always lurks in the trees
Waiting for chaos
About time I realised love is not just like the TV
And I looked at you all starry eyed
Thought we had it right
Guess I'm yet to realise
You're not the loving type
You've got it all figured out it appears to me
No matter how hard I try I'm not the one for you,
Sadly
Waiting on chaos
Maybe love is not all it's cracked up to be
And I looked at you all starry eyed
Thought we had it right
Guess I'm yet to realise
You're not the loving type
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