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love's labour's lost: the musical - change of heart lyrics

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[berowne]
that’s what i really learned in college
to talk with confidence at parties about things
i don’t know
and to act like i’m a rich man
when my net worth is actually pretty low
and to never be a fool
to never fall into cliche
to never take my feelings seriously
to know what not to say

so i would never write a love song
i would never speak in rhyme
i would never sing my feelings for a girl in three quarter time
i would never hit a high note
followed by a pregnant pause

and i’d never ever ever let myself believe the cause could be love
love love
love

am i a man or just an ulceran with a good degree?
am i a man or just an infantilized boy in an expensive t-shirt?
when i began to think i was better than armado and his cliche love songs

no i would never sigh or swoon or never be a lovelorn fool
i am too aware of irony that’s what we learn in school
but now i see the life i’ve tried to b-ttress with that learning
there’s a trophy wife and a soul-k!lling job all to justify your earnings

what i really learned in college was to care too much what people say
to use my words to mock or hide behind and never give myself away
but i look at her and wonder why we try to live sequestered
did i think my heart would listen to mind and be unpestered by love

[berowne, spoken]
and i berowne, forsooth in love!
i, that have been love’s whip
a critic
this wimpled, whining, wayward boy?

[berowne]
maybe i’m having a change of heart
sweet rosaline
i don’t wanna play the part that i was given
you turn every cliche to art
it’s like i never knew the words before

yes i will write for you a sonnet
and my verse will not be free
i will leave my heart upon it
in a cliche minor key
cause she makes each cliche true and now my heart is in her hands
my heart’s on fire
my heart’s an open book
my heart is on my sleeve
she warms the c-ckles of my heart
i don’t know what the f-ck that means

she makes me want to sing
i’ll sing every day!
it’s like she makes everything into a cliche
my love you make me feel like a king
(not my best friend the king but a proverbial king)
you make me think about
wedding rings, and lots of bling
and other things
and love
love, love, love
i’m having a change of heart

- loves labours lost the musical lyrics

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