I wasn't told in words
But the pictures went like this
Every movie that I saw
Ended with a kiss
If I was ever whole
I started to believe that
I was incomplete
Without a man, I'm just half a person
The pursuit of the one is the only mission
It's so romantic when I stay up waiting
For some fucked up version of a glass slipper
I miss being a sad girl
But only when I sit at my piano
I miss writing a love song
'Bout a boy who didn't care
But I'd remember all the details anyway
Anyway
I still believe in love
Please don't get me wrong
It can be so beautiful
It still deserves a song
But once the curtain has been lifted
My poetry seems to have shifted
Used to write 'bout stolen glances
Holding hands, it felt like
Without a man, I'm just half a person
The pursuit of the one is the only mission
It's so romantic when I stay up waiting
For an "on the way" text, sound of violins
A veiled metaphor for a diamond ring
I miss being a sad girl
But only when I sit at my piano
I miss writing a love song
'Bout a boy who didn't care
But I'd remember all the details anyway, ooh
I felt like without a man, I'm just half a person
The pursuit of the one is the only mission
Without a man, I'm just half a person
The pursuit of the one is the only mission
I miss being a sad girl
But only when I sit at my piano
I miss writing a love song
'Bout a boy who didn't care
But I'd remember all the details anyway
I miss sad love songs
Don't miss boys who don't call
I miss sad love songs
Don't miss, ooh
I miss sad love songs
Don't miss boys who don't call
I miss sad love songs
Don't miss, ooh