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Intro

 I wanna be in love like an old soul song

 I wanna feel like the second verse of “Let’s Get It On”

 With scraped up knees, and a fresh black eye

 You stumbled and passed out into my life

 And it could be sweet if it wasn’t so tragic

 A little more magic, a little less wrong

  I can’t live this way

 Like a tired and clichéd country song

It’s a terrible circumstance

 That the x’s on the back of your hands

 Keep me awake at night

Lydia, you’re much too young

 To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue

 If your lips were just a little bit older

Well, in my defense, I’ve got a plan

That doesn’t involve a witness stand

But at my best, I’m still just a mess

They’re little trainwreck hearts, let ‘em rest

And it could be sweet if it wasn’t so tragic

A little more magic, a little less wrong

I can’t live this way

Like a tired and clichéd country song

It’s a terrible circumstance

That the x’s on the back of your hands

Help me sleep at night

Lydia, you’re much too young

To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue

If just your lips were just a little bit older…

Lydia, you’re much too young

To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue

If just your lips were just a little bit older…

And, Lydia, you’re much too young

To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue

But now we’ll let this fire smolder

And, Lydia, you’re much too young

To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue

If only your lips were just a little bit older