Lovers are in trouble
And these troubles have no end
They come alone and in
couples
And their forms are different
Everyone's all alone in this lonesome
town
I just can't see anyone around
Lovers aren't laid down on their confy,
cousy beds
No one talks to each other
They're too busy taking meds
And I
just don't know what to do without you
I just don't know what the fuck I
do
I came from a place where lovers remain lovers
And they until the
end
They love, and love each other
They don't follow any trend
They just
don't really want
They just don't really care about
Saying "I'm sorry"
I'm
telling I'm sorry

For not being who you want
Not being who you care
Not
being who you love
Oh, baby, I'm sorry
For being perfect all the time