True love, they say it’s when you find your soulmate
So I roll straight out of the clouds
Fall face first till I’m down on the ground
Wipe my hands, look around, I’m astounded
Twenty years later in the same spot
I still got a couple bruises on this Braveheart
Shoutout Mel Gibson, feel myself slipping
Tripping, get a grip forreal I fell strictly
To bounce back, brush myself off and pounce back
But you can only fall if know that you’ll catch that
Otherwise, when you bottom out, those other guys
Will shout, I’m reserved -- call me the crown,
Once I find the time to speak
I approach like what’s up girl, finally it’s time that we meet
There’s a pretty good chance that we’ll die in our sleep
So what’s good, do you see me as the guy of your dreams?

We can hold hands, typical romance
You’ll learn not to settle with me
In both plans fate slow danced
So we were destined to meet
You’ve seen hell, well it’s heaven with me
And when you grow mad we can throw hands
It’s romance, we walk on a separate street
And pretty soon you’ll regret that you settled for me
It’s all G, when we die in our sleep (who’s the guy in your dreams)

It’s re-birth, through the pain we yearned
For a second opportunity to make it work
So when I fall right back I’ll retain the hurt
And see you, and approach with amazing quirk
“I know we had a couple cracks at it, baby I’m back at it
Without you I can’t breathe, call me an asthmatic”
I got your attention, quick I mention this:
We went from a mister/miss to in an inch of split
But I’m flexible enough to see potential in us
Let’s take a second and remember the fun
There’s rough patches but fuck it, we’re doing enough
To scrape by happily and choosing to love
Had ruined us both, let’s apply new rules
To both our views too, it’s true you
Remember how unlikely we seemed
And when I promised I’m the guy of your dreams, what a lie to believe
we’ll see when we die in our sleep

Third time’s the charm right?
But now I fall right back and hit the ground too hard, I’m
Tired of falling, I think retirement’s calling
And then I see your face, it reminds me of something
Memories triggered like an epiphany figured
That finally we might’ve seen the fucking end our little
Relationship, let’s face the shit
The little bit of loved made us brace to split
So this time I ignore all this basic shit,
And walk past you in anger, click
My brain commits to instinct
Fuck it, I then think, I’d rather be in love than nothing because the shit stinks
And who knows, maybe we’ll last
And learn from the mistakes of the past
I kinda doubt it, but if you’re willing we’ll try it and see
Who knows, I could maybe be the guy of your dreams