Tragic Romantic

Tragic Romantic
(H. Kourkoutis/S. Wilcox)

I can see you
Waiting at the bus stop in the rain
You need an umbrella
Mine is a little bit insane
It’s got Big Bird
It’s red and it matches
My cranberry lip-gloss
The curtains part, you’re making art

It’s our tragic romantic comedy
We take Polaroid’s of the way it’s supposed to be
We look so imaginary
In our tragic romantic comedy, oh comedy

You’ve got ten cameras
So you can’t afford any new shoes
Maybe, just maybe
My mom will come through and buy them for you
We like restaurants and taxis
Yeah you’re a girl with expensive taste
But we haven’t got any money
No there isn’t any money

In our tragic romantic comedy
We take Polaroid’s of the way it’s supposed to be
We look so imaginary
In our tragic romantic comedy, oh comedy

I can see you
Waiting at the bus stop in the rain
You look pathetic
But I love you just the same

P & C SOCAN
2006