Chumped Dear Emily Dickinson
[Verse 1]
Do you find me beautiful?
Do you still want me around?
It's hard to read your thoughts
When I fall asleep next to myself
And you gave me Emily
I gave you movie screens
Asked you to marry me
I wasn't thinking clearly
[Chorus]
I'm not a martyr
I'm not a saint
I never said that I was perfect
Never said you were to blame
[Verse 2]
I wrote you poetry
About the way we kissed
I guess it's been a while
I just write grocery lists
Can you please get these things
On your way from work?
I wanna cook us dinner
And make love afterwards
[Chorus]
I'm not a martyr
I'm not a saint
I never said that I was perfect
Never said you were to blame
When that which is
And that which was
Apart, intrinsic, stand
I'm still loving you the same
[Outro]
Yeah, I'm still loving you the same
Yeah, I'm still loving you the same
Yeah, I'm still loving you the same
Yeah, I'm still loving you the same