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• Artiste: Philip Labes
• Titre: Never Date A Writer
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There's a version of you in somebody's head Sayin' mean things that you never said Cool and unusual dummy by design Not filled up with somebody else's lines Nothing you do, nothing you say Could ever make them view you in another way They get the worst, most toxic part of you And that's the part they talk to Never date a writer, never be a muse Everything is copied, every trauma gets reused They'll control the narrativе, they'll feel misunderstood Nevеr date a writer, especially if they're good Everybody wants to own the goodbye Everybody wants to be right So if you don't look like the good guy, put the story down in black and white And you write and you write 'till you're right Blood on the page and the ink's still wet And they don't forgive and they don't forget They only remember the worst of you The facts are wrong, but it still feels true Never date a writer, they're not trying to be mean But you'll end up an index card on the corkboard of their dream Sure, when you're together, things will feel just fine But you were not together, you were researched the whole time Everybody wants to own the goodbye Everybody wants to be right So if you don't look like the good guy, put the story down in black and white And you write and you write 'till you're right It's your right to work through your life with your art But I've heard every word tear us further apart And the more we put it down in lines The more the facts get blurred We don't want love, we want the last word So you read the book or you see the play And you see yourself in the words they say They stole your breath and they made their art And they wrote their truth and they broke your heart So never date a writer, and I'm a writer too I'll wring you out for feelings, 'cuz that's just what I do Sharin' all my troubles for followers and cash The pain ends up in print and the truth goes in the trash Everybody wants to own the goodbye Everybody wants to be right So if you don't look like the good guy, put the story down in black and white You write and you write, and you write and you write, and you write and you write 'till you're right