Sentimentalist

Sentimentalist For a self-professed lover, a romanticist at heart I wasted less to no time at all Tying the knot, dying to not rot But I'm no sentimentalist Was a self-confessed tyro, so rational, so far Such a dumb way to get what you want Loved you a lot, loved you a whole lot But I'm no sentimentalist Don't I know you, my love? Don't I know you, my love? You can ask me again, but you may never know I'll be damned if I fight I'll be damned if I don't In the end, would it count? Don't you know me, my love? Don't you know me, my love? I may ask you again, but you may never know I'll be damned if I fight I'll be damned if I don't For a final farewell before everything falls down You wasted less to no time at all On a table for eight you set for a trio You were no sentimentalist Sought a mock independence, irrational and harsh Such a sad way to get what you want Love be the hurt and the consoler But I'm no sentimentalist Don't I know you, my love? Don't I know you, my love? You can ask me again, how the hell should I know? I'll be damned if I fight I'll be damned if I don't In the end, would it count? Don't you know me, my love? Don't you know me, my love? I may ask you again, but you may never know I'll be damned if I fight I'll be damned if I don't