No Fairytale

The one where I make you Pancakes on Tuesday Mornings eggs midday on Sundays cause we slept in Late the relationship where Friday night’s too long Away to feel your lips so We make love all Monday Morning and this fairytale won’t Exist so we’ll fight and I trust You’ll piss me off so I’ll cuss You out and you’ll scream That you hate me but there’s No other man you love to Hate I won’t lie and say this Is cause fate isn’t real but I Am and this won’t be some Fairytale so forget flowers valentine Chocolates you’ll wake with 364 Hearts tattooed to your pillow Whisper me your dreams morning Breath and all not the secrets Victoria gave I want to hear the Ones my torn t shirts kept for you And I need no fairytale to make You happy just the real me