Hopeless

When I meet someone new, I build them up in my head In reality, I have only mustered the courage to say hi But in here, we are married with two kids Just bought a dog and some neat trims Our house is being built by the seaside Your mom already taught me how to stir fry In reality, I ask for your help, with things I can already do for myself I stare at you and hope to get caught Then bow my head at the thought of it all For in here, I can't stand the way you snore And you argue about how I sing late into the night I complain of the hair strands on the couch You wonder why I still leave the toilet seat up In reality, you wave and I nod back You can't see the fights that we just had Finally I've convinced myself yet again That love must be some old man's trick Guess that's the fate that awaits a hopeless romantic