We’re nothing more than a pair of Star-bucked lovers.
Post love on the Tube like others do their covers.
On bright, sunny days and in inclement weather.
Against the backdrop of wood, shiny brass, and leather,
But you’re no Romeo and I’m no Juliet,
And like any addictive substance, you can bet
We have to book our love along with our faces,
Insta-glam our fights in all their hilarity,
So twitter-brains can judge our popularity.
As in all things, the novelty will quickly fade,
Leaving behind the tab forever left unpaid.