If being anti-romantic is a sin

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