roses Lyrics

I'm sick of making the first move

I'm sick of thinking about you

And I'm sick of calling my friends who

Are sick of talking about you

And I'm sick of telling dumb jokes

And complimenting your clothes

And I'm sick of roses on the street

Finding their way to my feet

Now they're on your porch

And you finally start to notice all the

Signals I've been

Sending for the last few months

This is tiring

I just want to be liked for once

Well, sadly now it seems

That it was all routine

And when I'm done, it's heartbreak number 21

I'm sick of staring at you

And pointing out your tattoos

And I'm sick of crying in my room

Cause your tone of text came off rude

And I'm sick of sending you replies

I'm just so desperate for your eyes

(On anything I write)

And I'm sick of roses on the street

Crushing underneath my feet

Now I stare at the wall

And you will never notice all the

Signals I've been

Sending for the last few months

This is tiring

I just want to be liked for once

Well, sadly now it seems

That it was all routine

And when I'm done, it's heartbreak number 21

If he wanted to he would

If he wanted to he would've

If he wanted to he would

If he wanted to he would've

If you wanted to you would

If you wanted to you would've

If you wanted to you would

Signals I've been

Sending for the last few months

This is tiring

I just want to be liked for once

At least I still have dreams

And fiction movie scenes

Replay them in my head as I go to sleep