Romanticynicism 가사

Once upon a time there was a girl starving for passion In love with love itself and with the drama it procured Every man she ever craved, just perfect for the purpose Breeding precious heartache that will make her lyrics rhyme Grandiose pain made her soar high above the ordinary Yearning Wuthering Heights, searching for Heathcliff all along Would it be you? Well, never mind She’ll show you how to play the role Hey, wanna play this game Where I am the frail, you my everything And I die of losing you? Hey, wanna play my game? It will end in shame And I’ll find a way to cast the blame on you Locked up in Shalott, she’d trade her loneliness for cheap thrills Be her Lancelot, for her heart won’t curse itself! And as she fled, supposed to die Resilience won’t let her even faint So her boat sails on on rivers where she’d play Ophelia Keep your mourning tears: She has learnt how to swim And her boat sails further on, reaching for the sea And there’s plenty of fish to play with She may not be called a beauty, so you’re not a beast You are barely a pet on her leash She will be nobody’s Juliet, won’t join love in death ‘Cause she loves herself most in the end Hey, wanna play this game Where I am the frail, you my everything And I die of losing you? Hey, wanna play my game? It will end in shame And I’ll find a way to cast the blame on you Hey wanna play this game Where you score a point every time you act Like my ideal of love? Hey, wanna play my game? I will see you fail Taste for tragedy requires a bitter end