Backstage Lyrics

I want the love made of rough drafts

And torn pages

Unrehearsed - absent of perfection

Something - human

Messy

Raw

Full of typos and run on sentences

Make it honest

Unworthy of public eyes

Just us

Making magic of our unedited souls

Writing poems only we understand

When the perfect word hasn't made love to

your tongue just yet talk to me then

When it isn't ready

When you're more full of disclaimers

then you are the poem

I'll fall in love with your backstage

My cheeks blush at you in process

Save your perfection

Keep your finale for the strangers

I'll take you nervous • unsure • synonym hunting

You're sweetest with the errors and typos

With your bedroom light in place of the studio

With your morning voice before the effects

Before the tea can clear up your intention

It's honest

Easy on my affection

Vulnerable

I like you like that

So come here,

Leave those edits at the door