When I cook you do the dishes
And when I’m working late, you record the game so I don’t miss it
And we’re good at taking on each others issues
But we’re bleeding through the bandaids and we’re crying through the tissues
And it’s kinda romantic,
How overdramatic we are
And it’s got us this far
But I think you’re the one
For someone else
And that shit’s hard to say, it’s okay
