We got the love, but they pull out the fireI guess they expect us to walk on a wireWe got the love, but they pull out the fireI guess they expect us to walk on a wireDid live super spray campNever thought he would be famousWhat he did, turned a mess into a dreamlandWith a quirky act of romanceA version of Romeo and JulietThis time with Adidas, sneakers and cigarettesA couple of kids trying to cool down the safety netThey twisted the story so they could bring glory to itI love ya, will you marry me?Oh, what a shame, we gotta pay for realityAin't it sad, sad, sad?We got the love, but they pull out the fireI guess they expect us to walk on a wireWe got the love, but they pull out the fireI guess they expect us to walk on a wireThey didn't write a name on the articleThat to me just seems pre-physicalNow cockers take coppers out of his handsFor van from alcohol, fundamental narcissistTry to make out he didn't existWhen they wrote on the what?When they wrote on the t-shirts, cool merch, postcardsEnlighten it, enlighten it, enlighten itOrg like a piece of artThey kicked him to the side and left him to starveOn the memory this week, breaking his broken heartI love ya, will you marry me?Oh, what a shame, we gotta pay for realityAin't it sad, sad, sad?I love ya, will you marry me?Oh, what a shame, we gotta pay for realityAin't it sad, sad, sad?I love ya, will you marry me?Oh, what a shame, we gotta pay for realityAin't it sad, sad, sad?I love ya, will you marry me?Oh, what a shame, we gotta pay for realityAin't it sad, sad, sad?We got the love, but they pull out the fireCause they expect us to walk on a wireWe got the love, but they pull out the fireCause they expect us to walk on a wireRocket romanceRocket romance