Impetuous Romantics

Perched above your window I can waste the time I didn't need Smile at your britches, maybe blow a kiss at eyes upon your screen Teach a kid what love is with a movie he won't understand for now And teach someone who knows too well reality won't let him out But no one can convince her that she don't know And even I can't stand the fact she's alone On this empty globe Impetuous romantics taking cover from the stoics we adore With Peter Pan emotions swinging in and out five days before It's hard to love a bucket, it depends what things she has in her today And when the bucket's empty, she can't believe how heartless is despair But no one can convince her that she don't know And even I can't stand the fact she's alone On this empty globe Growing old is knowing that your loneliness is not when you're alone And growing old is when locations will not faze you when you're on your own My god, I still don't know you though I've been here for a month by now It's emptiness and street food-try to live this life I don't know how But no one can convince her that she don't know And even I can't stand the fact she's alone On this empty globe Growing old is knowing that you've tied too many symbols down Growing old is knowing that there's no more you-just others plastered to your ground My god it's so upsetting how the range of life is limits now But impetuous romantics bring the whole thing back to life somehow