You call it fate
I call it traffic
Wrong turn
Right habit
You talk forever
About forever
I watch the ceiling
Change its weather
If being anti romantic is a sin
Then baby I'm guilty - again
I don't want roses
I don't want plans
Just your cold feet
On my cold hands
If being anti romantic is a crime
Why do you stay every time?.
We don't say love
We just exist
Mismatched socks
And a half-burnt kiss
You save receipts
From every coffee
I forget anniversary
You still want me (why?).
You frame the ticket
From our first show
I just remember
It rained on my coat
If being anti romantic is a sin
Then baby I'm guilty again
I don't want roses
I don't want plans
Just your cold feet
On my cold hands
If being anti romantic is a crime
Why do you stay every time?.
We don't say love
We just exist
Mismatched socks
And a half-burnt kiss
You hum that song
I miss the words
You say "forever".
I say "we'll see" (we'll see).
But when you shake
At 3 a.m
It's my name
You use to breathe
If being anti romantic is a sin
Guess you're my favorite offense
I'll never promise
Always and then
But you're my now
Again and again
If being anti romantic is a crime
Lock me up in your tired eyes
We'll skip the vows
And all that script
Just quiet nights
And this crooked grip