only the artist

montague and capulet

already sets the scene

i knew you were a foolish bet

but it was better to beg than bleed

from the very first night we met

you made me love you and i never should have left you

romeo and juliet

nothing but a writer's dream

i remember the time when you told me baby

love is a work of art

i saw you scanning the corners of the canvas

just like you didn't know where to start

i can't imagine the portrait you were painting

when you saw me looking so alone

oh no

that's something only the artist could know

by the coast when i held your hand

feels like a distant dream

i knew i was a foolish man

but i was caught up in a fantasy

you held my face and you gently kissed

but all it told me was how much you'd miss me

romeo and juliet

always bound to call a scene