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Unlucky In Love
by Ex Husband
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Astrology, I hoped would speak to me
Turns out I see the moon as half empty
I spent my whole life trying to get noticed
Realized with time I couldn't keep focused
I think I peaked in 2018
I think I peaked with you next to me
The things I hold dear will one day disappear
I shit talk my peers and fear being sincere
I was unlucky in love
But I couldn't get enough
If I went to LA
I'd just find new things to hate
If I found myself in Austin
I'd be lost and exhausted
I guess I'll stay in BK
And be 50 with a roommate
We'll go to our graves awaiting doomsday
I'll go to my grave waiting to be praised
All these shit songs were a question too late,
A confession of pain that I let it end this way
But I was unlucky in love
But I couldn't get enough
Now staring back at me
Are the reasons I have tried to leave
But I won't commit suicide
Until after my mom dies
I'm surprised how much I think of Ryan
Even after all of this time
Fortune favors the bold
I always seem to just fold
Truth be told as it unfolds
I always seem to just fold
I was unlucky in love but I couldn't get enough
I was unlikely to love but I ask for too much
I wasn't lucky in love but I couldn't get enough
I was unlucky in love but I could never get enough
Astrology, I hoped would speak to me
Turns out I see the moon as half empty
I spent my whole life trying to get noticed
Realized with time I couldn't keep focused
I think I peaked in 2018
I think I peaked with you next to me
The things I hold dear will one day disappear
I shit talk my peers and fear being sincere
I was unlucky in love
But I couldn't get enough
If I went to LA
I'd just find new things to hate
If I found myself in Austin
I'd be lost and exhausted
I guess I'll stay in BK
And be 50 with a roommate
We'll go to our graves awaiting doomsday
I'll go to my grave waiting to be praised
All these shit songs were a question too late,
A confession of pain that I let it end this way
But I was unlucky in love
But I couldn't get enough
Now staring back at me
Are the reasons I have tried to leave
But I won't commit suicide
Until after my mom dies
I'm surprised how much I think of Ryan
Even after all of this time
Fortune favors the bold
I always seem to just fold
Truth be told as it unfolds
I always seem to just fold
I was unlucky in love but I couldn't get enough
I was unlikely to love but I ask for too much
I wasn't lucky in love but I couldn't get enough
I was unlucky in love but I could never get enough
