We’re doing great out here
We’ve got a balcony
The cranes high burnt eyes
Are like stars made it down
to us tonight
Some nights I’m the fox in the garden
Careless and free
I don’t wanna know
about all my problems
In six months they won’t be
There’s room for me to fuck this up
But if I can I won’t
I’m sorry that old songs can hurt a lot
I’m sorry old songs can hurt
Old enough to look and
know regrets are stupid
I love you chestnut
We’re doing great things
We got our own TV
The storm inside the box
we curl up and watch
It’s nothing like the one inside me
Some nights I’m the fox in the garden
Careless and free
I don’t wanna know
about all my problems
In six months they won’t be
There’s room for me to fuck this up
But if I can I won’t
I’m sorry that old songs can hurt a lot
I’m sorry old songs can hurt
I’m sorry old songs make me feel low
I love you chestnut
Old songs hurt
Old songs can hurt
Old songs are worth their weight in gold
You know