What with everyone
arriving here
We should celebrate another year
Go on, dress up in your late night best
With your hair wet
We'll count a slow ten
While the screen's set
Loud enough for knocks on doors
We were welcome and they'll just ignore
Till I find you pacing on the porch If your friends ask,
you gotta cab back
Couldn't quite last,
come back empty Here's to endings
Wondering when are we gonna learn
Everything that you need in the verse
Coming in,
be your touch when you turn Moving
full speed and everyone that we know
is growing up Maybe so, honey, old is in love
And everything I could want is in front Not behind me,
oh
We were waking to this morning's mess
Couches covered in our sleeping friends
When they wrote us off, we rose again
And in your t-shirt,
you feel the cold burn
And say it's our turn,
come back empty Here's to endings
Wondering when are we gonna learn
Everything that you need in the verse
Coming in,
be your touch when you turn Moving
full speed and everyone that we know is
growing up Maybe so, honey, old is in love
And everything I could want is in front Not behind me,
oh
Behind me, oh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
We could take it back to when we touched down
I could make a bed against your floor
I could hear you talk over your faucet
Telling me the things you know for sure
Even if they hear us in the hallway
Listening for things we can't take back
I could put a hand onto your waist,
though We could waste the one thing that we have till it's gone
Wondering when are we gonna learn Everything that you need in reverse
Coming in for your touch when you turn Moving
full speed in everyone that we know is growing up
Maybe so,
honey,
old isn't love And everything I could want is in front
Not behind me,
oh Ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,
ooh,