Trepidation of the Tryst

I’m the kind of guy

Who’d propose with the rings of Saturn

I’m the kind of guy

Who can stomp on a heart

I’m the kind of guy

Who stares into your eyes

I’m the kind of guy

Who believes in catch and release

I’m the kind of guy

That gives forehead kisses

I’m the kind of guy

Who breaks it off before it even begins

I’m the kind of guy

Who gives the benefit of the doubt

I’m the kind of guy

Who knows when a whisper is better than a shout

I’m the kind of guy who will break both our hearts

Because I’m bad for anyone I’m around

I’m the kind of guy 

Who lies with a truth

I’m the kind of guy

That’ll make people pay to watch us in the kissing booth

I’m the kind of guy

Angel wings but the devil inside

I’m that guy

And from myself I just can’t hide

I talk to myself and say I need to change

Then wake up and do the damn thing all over again

I’m that kind of guy

And to tell the truth

It makes me wanna die every time I make a woman cry

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