No Beauty In Routine

Run your hands through my curly hair
Tonight that will make me smile
I'm sure that you're unaware
You've been torturing me for a while

Driving through these woods near our neighborhoods
Beauty may be vast but it doesn't last
Paradise unpaved
For now we lay unscathed
I pull my hand away

I know that I'm being dramatic
Our bodies brace for the impending panic
I feel a need for something romantic
But I am taking you for granted

Oh, Can there be love without beauty?
I am taking you for granted
Oh, Why can't you relay this to me?
I am taking you for granted

There is no beauty in routine
I feel lucky to have known you
My only wish is that I'd shown you
And not taken you for granted

Oh, Can there be love without beauty?
I am taking you for granted
Oh, Can there be beauty in routine?
I am taking you for granted
Oh, Can there be a common beauty?
I am taking you for granted
Oh, Why can't you relay this to me?
I am taking you for granted

Like the things we've known
But now outgrown
You'll soon see
Nothing in me

Like the things we've known
And now outgrown
You'll soon see
There's nothing in me

You, who show me beauty where it is undeserving
And I, who placate you with love
You, with kindness and familiarity
And I, with none of the above
You, who show me things of wonder
That I claim to know
But it was I with will and trigger
And you, who strung the bow!