Oh, you've got the rest of your life
And I've got what's left of mine
This background is so fitting
Out behind your job and you're late
But could you take a spill from your horse
For a moment not be self absorbed
Or are you forgetting how to?
Talk to me without texting your friends
About how dumb this is and how dumb you've been
You're staring at your phone, your uniform in your hand
You say that you'll be late but I already am
Don't you know, you bring me down here
Where nothing's making sense?
With lies and arguments
Your words filled with blame
My requite defense
But down here you get accustomed to being used
Think you're safe, you haven't a clue
And we're still young is such an excuse
We're still young is such an excuse for you
A brief record of the facts
A note you wrote and attached
To the windshield of my car
A hundred words and I am grass
No inflection lost or intent
By mistake I know what you meant
But these tired eyes
Can still see red words in black
So talk to me without texting your friends
About how dumb this is and how dumb you've been
You're staring at your phone waiting for this all to end
You say that you'll be late but I
We take our time, that's so temporary
And spend it on those precious thing
Never seeing that they are forgeries
Copies of the true song that one day you will sing
(One day you will sing)
Don't you know, you bring me down here
Where nothing's making sense?
With lies and arguments
Your words filled with blame
My requite defense
But down here you get accustomed to being used
Think you're safe, you haven't a clue
And we're still young is such an excuse
We're still young is such an excuse for you
We're still young is such an excuse for you
