To Be Loved Lyrics

I'm a sailor, I'm a mended fence

I am guilty your honor of every offense

I'm a good time, but a bad lay

I'm a scarecrow, I'm a wretched mistake

I'm a black hole in a blue space

I'm a quick study but slow to leave

I got scruples you wouldn't believe

But I'd give them up for anything

Anything to be loved

You should know

I'm the silhouette of a parking space you can't fit your car in but try anyways

I'm the cigarette hanging off of your face

Want to quit but you're stuck on the taste of the glory days

I know better but I won't say a word

This confession is getting too obscure

I wish, I wish, I wish to be loved

And the record will not show all the notches in our bones

And you'll be texting me in thirty years

Correcting every song but oh no

It's the truth that got it wrong

I'm the worst trip that you'll ever have

And keep having, they can't all be bad

Cuz your optimism says you oughtta dig deep into every fad

I'm the bullet you think you dodged

But you keep wondering where it would have lodged

In your flesh? In your heart?

It's too easy to talk about love

It'll never be true enough

But I'm sick of growing up and getting numb

I'm a white dress in a bloody machine

Or perhaps the machine is me

And the white dress is something I found on the street or bought for cheap

I'm a poet if you're pressed for time

If you're not I got nothing but rhymes

And the point I'm trying to make is I've been trying all this time to be loved

And the record will not show all the notches in our bedposts

And you'll be texting me in thirty years

Correcting every song but oh no

It's the truth that got it wrong

Think of me as a half smile on a bad day

A quick fix for a chronic sort of ache

I'm just one of the ones who got away

And that's okay

You too, you got away

But I remember you in sunglasses

That's how I always preferred your face

I'm a bad decision that you still make, still make