True Romance

You better believe it's true
You know I do, I do

I'm a screw-up of epic proportions
A walking hand grenade
Hyper-manic, and dimestore dramatic
A conduit for pain

She said:
“Don't speak, don't think, just take it all, take it all”
I said:
“Don't speak, don't think, just mess me up, mess me up”

You better believe it's true
You know I do, I do

(Don't speak, don't think, just take it all)
I'm pathetic, overly-apologetic, I'm a tight-rope tragedy
You're Chicken Little, I'm a monkey in the middle
There is something wrong with me

She said:
“'Don't speak, don't think, just take it all, take it all”
I said:
“Don't speak, don't think, just mess me up, mess me up”

You better believe it's true
You know I do, I do

Humming a slightly varied tune
Opposite angles of the moon
Buried in layers of ourselves
Leaves room for no one else

I believe it's true 'cause nothing matters
When I'm all wrapped up in you

You better believe it's true
You know I do, I do