

(mm-mm,
yeah)
I wrote five sonnets
on the back of receipts
Watching your footsteps
wander down the street
You glance across the table
with an easy smile
Then check your watch like I've been talking for a mile
I keep on dressing up my grief in rhymes
Trying to make you care
a thousand times
I feel like Shakespeare when you never want me here
Staging five-act tragedies inside my mind,
my dear
Pouring out my kingdom just to earn a simple glance
While you are stepping backward from the dance (ooh-ooh)
I draft the dialogue
to make you stay
Recounting everything
I didn't say
You call me friendly,
say I'm kind and sweet
Then hand the parchment back and take your seat
No curtain falls, no actor takes a bow
Just empty chairs and silence here right now
I wrote the greatest play you'll never read (ahhhh)
I feel like Shakespeare when you never want me here
Staging five-act tragedies inside my mind,
my dear
Pouring out my kingdom just to earn a simple glance
While you are stepping backward from the dance
(oh, from the dance)
I feel like Shakespeare...
And you're not even here. (mm-mm)