It’s a lie not to listen
a sin, pessimistic when
things that we need to say
fall through the cracks
like I love you, I miss you
and I hate life without you
and where have you been my love
I want you back.
So I don’t feel alone in the world,
and baby yeah you’re hard to get over,
we’re older, it’s just a little lie we tell all ourselves,
in itself, promise me, let’s never get older.