gatekeeper berry
patossintetikabrigame
i've been waiting since birth to find a love that would look and sound like a movie
so i changed my plans and rented a camera and a van and then i called you
"i need you to pretend that we are in love again" and you agreed to
i want so badly to believe that there is truth, that love is real
and i want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd
i greased the lens and framed the shot using a friend as my stand-in
the script it called for rain but it was clear that day so we faked it
the marker snapped and i yelled "quiet on the set" and then called "action!"
and i kissed you in a style that clark gable would have admired (i thought it classic)
i know you're wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the fear
that your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by?