B. Cloy - Intro Lyrics

I may be a hopeless romantic
But at least I'm thinking about the possibility of being in love
With the world on my shoulders, I wonder how I survived this long
It seems that romance is a lost art
Many fools have painted pictures that will never see the light of day
Or make it out of the dark
If my pen could speak, it would tell you how I really feel
If these pages could listen, they would know that I hate it here
What is lost may never be found, and that's a truth I'm still wrestling with
I've lost time fishing for love when I knew I'd never reel it in
But seafood don't taste the same when it's cooked too fast
And you know what they say about love
Or anything when it's good it never lasts
But I digress because I'll never stop chasing love
Then again, maybe that's the problem
I just can't keep up
So the story shall continue, the protagonist in a mess
This is your invitation
But to whom do I address?