Romance isn't dead, it's in the wrong place.

All my dreams of love & what it should be,
Have just pushed it farther away & isolated me.
No matter how hard I tried each and every time,
It seemed I was destined to always change my mind.
And I can honestly say that that's not fair.
Especially when it's the goal of fools to care.

Could it be because of the way I was brought up?
Could it be that no matter what it wasn't enough?
Once all the shiney novelty was wiped away,
I was left with someone with little worthwhile to say.
From he obsessed with himself, to attention-seekers,
To those who gave me all the power, making them meeker.

So honestly from me to you, the best choice you could make,
Would be to play this fair and kick my ass into shape.
Don't treat me like a princess, or a china doll.
Don't pander to my every need, don't build me up those walls.
Treat me like we're on the same page, just as it is,
Give me fair affections, not pretty, 'normal' promises.

A girl doesn't want the boy who turns her into glass.
A girl wants someone who is the strength she only half has.
The prtotector who lets her defend herself,
The provider with whom she can share her wealth.
Not a boy who believes he's not worth her time,
A boy with a soul all his own and a mind.

And yes, I still want all those romantic dreams.
The thoughtful gestures, the perfectly-planned scenes,
The kisses, the hugs, the time on someones lap,
But there simply has to be something behind all of that.
Don't give your girl affection for affection's own good,
Do what's right, not what you think you should.

Show me each angle, mind, body and soul.
I'll get what I want handing you the controls.
Don't leave it up to me to decide our worl's fate,
Let's push and pull, bend and turn, and make all things great.
Behind the romancing and courtiers rich appeals,
I want all of you, but only if it's real.