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
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