Boring Kind Of Love

I want that boring kind of love
That always there, never asked for kind of love
That stay at home watching a movie kind of love
That tedious kind of love
I want that kind of love
That flameless, co-dependent kind of love
That this is mine, this is yours, this is ours kind of love
That forgettable, unsingable kind of love
That unremarkable kind of love
I want that kind of love
That corny, I love you and you love me kind of love
That till death do us part kind of love
That clichéd kind of love
I want that kind of love
That never spoken about kind of love
That filling the void in my bed kind of love
That warm kind of love
I want that kind of love
That boring kind of love

Comeback Kid

I’ve been down and I’ve been up
More than ever before
Spent half the day running from you
The other waiting by your door

I had the joy of loving you
With every breath and sigh and moan
But came back to the reality
Of knowing I’m still alone

I cursed you out for ignoring me
Like every single one before
But I tasted a glimpse of love
And now I’m gunning for more

Had my heart broken and fixed again
Emptied out and refilled
Heated up to a boil
And cool enough to be chilled

Even though I opened up
There’s a lot more that I hid
No need to worry about me
I’m the fucking comeback kid