My love, my love, my love, my love, I'm hiding
I've been used to some staring away at a crowd on a park bench
Generate my mind, generation mind, the silence
C-c-cry on my shoulder, oh God, I'm getting old, I'll find some balance
With your teeth stained white, or some other kind
Oh baby, you talk me in, on a modern time
But I'm still staying new, sitting right next to you
Yeah, in your pocket reach, I'm just currency
My love, my love, my love, my love, we're all just crying
On a break of an age, can't help but erase
When you're getting shot so bad
I guess you can call it a day
These hard times, buying real estate in the grocery app
Just to tear some page of a cheap headline
C-c-cry on my shoulder, oh God, I'm getting old, I'm getting old
With your teeth stained white, or some other kind
Oh baby, you talk me in, on a modern time
But I'm still staying new, sitting right next to you
Yeah, in your pocket reach, I'm just currency
Man, I just gave up trying
Rob, I just feel like dying
A vertical angel, swallowed away
Hung up on a mistake
I wanna know where you go
I wanna come and find you
Pulling out all your heartache
Brushing it off on a hand
I'm mad like the way you drank




My love, my love, my love, my love, I'm hiding
I'm useless instead, I'm waiting at a crowded apartment
With your teeth stained white, or some other kind
Oh baby, you talk me in, on a modern time
But I'm still staying new, sitting right next to you
Yeah, in your pocket reach, I'm just throwing it off
I'm just going to see
I'm just going to see