Give me thunder and lightning,
Give me the deep ocean depths.
Give me your thorns rather than the roses,
Darling just be a mess.
Don't wonder why rainbows are the prettiest,
The prettiest need the worst kind of sadness.
And baby if you only know to be pretty,
What makes you stand apart from the rest?
Fuck the rules about happy endings,
Give me your raw, unapologetic self;
The vulnerable, the maddening parts of you,
The darkness in which you dwell.
What is love without a few cuts and bruises?
What is a ride without thrill?
Darling, angels don't always sing happy things,
And monsters aren't as vile as we think.