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Intro
I wanna be in love like an old soul song
I wanna feel like the second verse of Lets 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 wasnt so tragic
A little more magic, a little less wrong
I cant live this way
Like a tired and clichéd country song
Its a terrible circumstance
That the xs on the back of your hands
Keep me awake at night
Lydia, youre 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, Ive got a plan
That doesnt involve a witness stand
But at my best, Im still just a mess
Theyre little trainwreck hearts, let em rest
And it could be sweet if it wasnt so tragic
A little more magic, a little less wrong
I cant live this way
Like a tired and clichéd country song
Its a terrible circumstance
That the xs on the back of your hands
Help me sleep at night
Lydia, youre much too young
To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue
If just your lips were just a little bit older
Lydia, youre 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, youre much too young
To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue
But now well let this fire smolder
And, Lydia, youre much too young
To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue
If only your lips were just a little bit older