tulipanes

The story repeats itself
I got you calling me at 3 AM
I knew you’d come back
I let you through the nostalgia of words

And now you come to me with tulips
I don’t like them anymore, I prefer daisies
You promise me what I asked for at 17 when I’m already 20

But you showed up so late that I couldn’t wait for you
I went looking for it elsewhere and didn’t find it
I can’t imagine loving a coward
I felt like no one would love me
The train has left

We could have had it all
I was your last choice and now there’s no one
(And besides, you realized, saying sorry doesn’t count)
And now I look for you in my bed
But I know it’s all part of the plot
(I know it’s all part of the plot, I know it’s all part of the plot)

And now you come to me with your apologies
I don’t like them anymore, I’m more into resentment
You took what I asked for at 17 and I got it back at 20

But you showed up so late that I couldn’t wait for you
I went looking for it elsewhere and didn’t find it
I can’t imagine loving a coward
I felt like no one would love me
The train has left

And I always thought that the moment played against us
When, when it was you
Who never rowed in my favor
Keep your tulips

But you showed up so late that I couldn’t wait for you
I went looking for it elsewhere and didn’t find it
I can’t imagine loving a coward
I felt like no one would love me
The train has left