Sweetheart

I've got a problem
Drawn to the drama
Blows me away
High on disgrace
Who will be next year's
Good friend to send tears
Girlfriends aside
I want what's not mine

It seems to be
The perfect chance
To front load this
Doomed romance

You are so vital
To my suicidal
Tendencies shine
Because you are mine
It feels so awesome
Just as it blossoms
It starts to die
I don't know why

I tried to be
Pure at heart
But fantasy
Fucked me hard

I need something more to toe the line
Please give me something more

Sweetheart
We travel time
But no one gets to leave with a dry eye

Sweet life
Extend through time
But no one gets to go with a weak heart