Mocking Love Out of Nothing at All

I found an easy way to answer ache amorousness hands out.
Don’t ever rest assured!
Arrive to accept the unexpected!
I know that seems deranged.
Not trying to sound like i’m mocking love, but I itch for twists in tropes.
Didn’t your mama say there’d be days like this?
There will be days like this.
There’ll be days like this.
Didn’t your mama say?
My chivalry lies on its deathbed.
Don’t hold my hand, cause I’ve touched the stove, and know just how burned someone can get.
Still, I can’t commence to live with no risk to “life and limb,”
In present tense, I won’t let my heart be stolen again.
I found an easy way to answer ache amorousness hands out.
Don’t ever rest assured!
Convince yourself love is too true to be good!
I need anesthetists, standing by, waiting on my speed dial!
There, at my back and call, when I care to feel nothing at all.
There’ll be days like this.
There will be days like this.
There’ll be days like this.
Didn’t your mama say?
My chivalry lies on its deathbed.
Don’t hold my hand, cause I’ve touched the stove, and know just how burned someone can get.
Still, I can’t commence to live with no risk to “life and limb,”
In present tense, I won’t let my heart be stolen again.
Didn’t your mama say?
There’ll be days like this.
There will be days like this.
There’ll be days like this.
Didn’t your mama say?
My chivalry lies on its deathbed.
I just want someone to punish my toes, to the sound of The Last, while we dance.
Still, I can’t commence to live with no risk to “life and limb,”
In present tense, I can’t let my heart be stolen again.