This new shade it And now love cliché Like those sayings that my mama used to say Love cliché, love cliché, love cliché, love cliché Love cliché, love cliché, love cliché, love cliché
Baby I miss you I want to go away I want to go with you Fly me away
Candle lit dinners This isn’t brave Summers in Paris All sounded the same How did this happen I was so cool So liberated Now I’m a fool
Chorus: This love cliché In our love cliché Like those sayings that my mama used to say Love cliché, love cliché, love cliché, love cliché Love cliché, love cliché, love cliché, love cliché Love, love, love, love, love
Relive all our baggage behind Take my hand Don’t leave no road miles We don’t need no plans ..diamonds walks by the sea Flowers and chocolate Did nothing for me Something has happened ..was cool So liberative, but now i’m a fool