I could smell it on your hair
The trash fire that was the last time that we talked
Now it's awkward silence, dead air
And you're thinkin bout sneakin' out the window
Just take me with you when you go
I promise you won't even notice I'm there
And we'll pretend it's storybook
But we both know it never was a fairytale
Maybe we're star-crossed
Maybe we're tangled
I think it's sick love
And maybe it's heavy
And maybe it's pointless
I think it's sick love
And I think that's sick love
I could taste it on your lips
A salty kiss the flavor of a goodbye
Now I'm just paintin' flowers
Hopin' that the different colors change your mind
We don't always see eye to eye
But I hope I open yours because you open mine
That ours is a different kind
It's real and it's dark and it's ugly sometimes
So maybe we're star-crossed
Maybe we're tangled
I think it's sick love
And maybe it's heavy
And maybe it's pointless
I think it's sick love
And I think that's sick love