Anti-Sonnet Lyrics

You're swearing 'cause the gin

Called your name again

You're playing with your skin

Like it's a violin

You're soaking up your sleeve

You tell me all you did was spill your tea

Are you always gonna lie to me

Baby

I can't give you poetry untold

But you can rest assured I'll walk you home

I can't write you sonnets made of gold

But I'll be here to get you through tomorrow

I'm no poet

I might blow it

Might not find the words tonight

But I promise you I'll always try

You revel in the sun

Afraid that it won't shine very long

You're wondering what's become

Of the good old days, all the good old fun

You're telling childhood stories

Wishing you were who used to be

But you have yet to meet

Your greatest glory

I can't take back time or melt the snow

But you can rest assured I'll walk you all the way home

I can't be a metaphor of hope

But I'll be here to get you through tomorrow

I'm not wiser

I'm no firefighter

Might not play my cards right

But I promise you I'll always try

Even the greatest poets

Choke on the front lines of a moment

I can't cover you in roses

But I will try to paint one golden

And we'll wish upon this rose

Tell it our secrets

Hold each other close and mean it

And I'll try

To speak to the sunrise

And ask it to grant us

Just a little more time

I'm not braver

I'm no savior

Might not make you smile tonight

But I promise you I'll always try

I, I, I, I

Will always

Try, try, try, try

I'm no shakespearean type

But I promise you I'll always try