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The Naked And Famous - Grow Old Lyrics

This wasn? t supposed to be external
But it seems I? ve made a mess
This wasn? t meant to be special
Now it? s nagging me: confess

Don? t talk to me

I could improvise solutions
And I could try to reframe
Until I? m left with your admission
That I? m not all there is to blame

I could lie to be gentle
We will never be the same
The more adamant I am that it? s the surface
The more the walls begin to flake

Don? t talk to me
Don? t talk to me
Keeping count
As if the hurt could balance
Don? t walk with me
Your dirty feet are obvious
And how could you brag confidence
A willing keen participant
In rolling waves of incidents
You? ve made your bed now sleep in it you prince
They would? ve flared out like summer
Just some pictures I could keep
Your memory? s inventive
I won? t ever fall asleep

And now I? m sorry for explaining
How you fucked it up again
Now I? m watching you backpedal
I wasn? t supposed to feel ashamed