The Exception
Roux:
I’ve had a picture of your face
Taped to my mirror for 200 days
Give or take

We met last year when I snapped you back
Now you tell me nightly that you’ve never had
A best friend who’s as cute as me
And any minute now you’re gonna pull up to my house
My friends all say there’s just no way that this thing could work out

But what if we were the exception?
We could have a summer wedding
In a forest or a park somewhere and frolic in a field
We’d buy a house or an apartment
In the city like you wanted
In your dreams
Just you and me
But for all of this to be
I gotta meet you
I gotta meet you
I see the drama at my school
The ever-changing who’s with who
The tarnished crowns

I sit and daydream that your mom
Comes home and tells you that she took a job
And you’re moving to my town
Based on everybody here, we’d prob’ly just break up
I don’t think I could handle losing prom with my ex-love

But what if we were the exception?
We could have a summer wedding
In a forest or a park somewhere and frolic in a field
We’d buy a house or an apartment
In the city like you wanted
In your dreams
Just you and me
But for all of this to be
I gotta meet you

I’m watching for your car
And I can feel the nerves kick in
I grab my phone and call you
Freaking out and tell you this:
We never should have done this
I can’t take you to the dance
You know that trans kids
Never get to star in teen romance
You whisper
“But what if we were the exception?
What if we were the exception?”


“What if we were the exception?
We could have that summer wedding
That you always send me pictures of and frolic in a field
We’d buy a house or an apartment
In the city like you wanted
In your dreams
Just you and me
But for all of this to be
I gotta meet you”

Running up to your front door
Holding you on the dance floor

I’ve had a picture of your face
Taped to my mirror for 200 days
Give or take