Sentimentalist - Sondre Lerche

For a self-professed lover, romanticist at heart

I wasted less than no time at all

Tying the knot

Dying to not rot

But I’m no sentimentalist

Was a self-confessed tyro, so rational so far

Such a dumb way to get what you want

Loved you a lot, loved you a whole lot

But I’m no sentimentalist

Don’t I know you, my love?

Don’t I know you, my love?

You can ask me again, but you may never know

I’ll be damned if I fight

I’ll be damned if I don’t

In the end, would it count?

Don’t you know me, my love?

Don’t you know me, my love?

I may ask you again, but you may never know

I’ll be damned if I fight

I’ll be damned if I don’t

For a final farewell before everything falls down

You wasted less than no time at all

On a table for eight you set for a trio

You were no sentimentalist

Sought a mock independence, irrational and harsh

Such a sad way to get what you want

Love be the hurt and the consoler

But I’m no sentimentalist

Don’t I know you, my love?

Don’t I know you, my love?

You can ask me again, how the hell should I know?

I’ll be damned if I fight

I’ll be damned if I don’t

In the end, would it count?

Don’t you know me, my love?

Don’t you know me, my love?

I may ask you again, but you may never know

I’ll be damned if I fight

I’ll be damned if I don’t