Hemingway, 74 rue de Cardinal (Explicit) - Greyson Chance

Lyrics by：Greyson Chance

I'm no Hemingway in Paris

Sketching stories in the rain

I don't dream in masterpieces

No I drown it in champagne

I thought we'd make it to the end

I thought I'd be a better person than I am

I'm no Dylan in the Village

Putting typewriters to shame

I've got stacks of empty paper

I've got nothing to my name

I want to tell you how I feel

I wish my heart was not afraid of what is real

And oh if I find myself again

Will my soul be disappointed in my skin

And oh if I find my revolution

Will I be triumphant or will I be ruined

I hate I'm leaving you with no words left to say

I'm no Joni in the canyon

Painting pictures with my voice

I'm not out back picking flowers

No I'm screaming at the choice

I thought I'd love you to the end

I thought I'd be ****ing better than I am

I'm no Hemingway in Paris

But I'm drunk to say the least

Thought if I could find some distance

In the silence I'd find peace

But I'm still fighting in this war

When I know victory ain't what I'm looking for

And oh if I find myself again

Will my soul be disappointed in my skin

And oh if I find my revolution

Will I be triumphant or will I be ruined

And oh if I find myself again

Will my soul be disappointed in my skin

And oh if I find my revolution

Will I be triumphant or will I be ruined

I hate I'm leaving you with no words left to say

There's no slip of the tongue when I don't have one

A vacant declaration as a vision of the end

I'm in Oak Park Illinois dreaming about the rue du Cardinal

Broken Merlot bottle catching sunrise on an edge

I'm no Hemingway I'm no Dylan I'm no Joni

I'm just speechless

Baby

I'm no Hemingway I'm no Dylan I'm no Joni

I'm just speechless

Baby

I'm no Hemingway I'm no Dylan I'm no Joni

I'm just speechless

Baby