More and more I remember Budapest,                
all the fighting and the sex.                                          
The way you'd bring me breakfast in bed                 
and I kept my guard up high and I acted tough,      
so you wouldn't see how in love I was.               
 
Cuz love can be such a weakness                    
if it narrows down your world  too much           
and you can't see threats coming                      
until they choke you with the dust.                      
 
So when we fella apart I admit I breathed a sigh         
even as I was crumbling inside.     
 
Chorus:
Cuz/And If it's not one villain,                        
then it's another.                                                 
They just keep coming,                                     
and I'm always running;
this violence begins to smother me.              
                                          
But it's so lonely,                                      
just me and my nightmares only.                  
So I take another chance,                          
I fall in love with another man,
but they always end up falling short-       
god damn them.                                                          
 
Can't help but measure them against you             
even though I don't want to,                                       
Barton why've you done this to me?                        
Now I can't pretend that I see love I don't see.      
 
Chorus
                                                                                                   
So restless, I'm so tired,                                                                      
How long till I expire?
My mortality
will catch up with me.       
 
I'll just be replaced,                                                                                
no one would miss my face:
I'm just one more heroine
who tried to be more than a woman,              
and no one really cared, but you.                     
                                                                               
More and more I remember Budapest            
and how you'd kiss my shoulder as I dressed.            
We went out dancing one night at a festival                   
and it rained as soon as we hit those cobblestones   
but we just laughed and danced anyways.                
And then it was back to bloody, violent days.       
                                                                      
And now I wonder why                                                   
I didn't just take your hand in mine                              
when you asked me if I would be your bride             
and we could live as civilians and retire.                            

But instead I told you I didn't love you                                  
even though I only dreamed of you...                                   
 
But If it's not one villain,                                                                  
then it's another.                                                                                    
They just keep coming,                                                                        
and I'm always running,
I never stop running,
I can't stop running,
this violence begins to smother me. 

And I start to see                         
what made you want me to be                                                         
more careful of my safety           
and I really just miss you, baby.                                                        
And I'm really just sorry, baby.