DAYS WHEN SKYLINES TURNED TO GREY WE FOLLOWED AFTER FLOATING HELPLESS LIKE THE NORTHERN LIGHTS AND WE DIMMED A LITTLE MORE EACH TIME
DAYS WE SLEPT THEM ALL AWAY A BROKEN RECORD NOW I'M LOOKING FROM THE OUTSIDE IN THERE'S NO WAY FOR US TO START AGAIN NO MORE WORDS TO SAY
AND I DON'T WANNA LEAVE YOU STRANDED BUT I DON'T THINK I COULD EVER BLEED ENOUGH NO I DON'T WANNA LEAVE YOU STRANDED BUT I DON'T THINK I CAN TAKE THIS MODERN LOVE
TASTE THE PLEASURE AND THE PAIN IT'S AUTOMATIC BUT YOUR PUSH IS FEELING LIKE A SHOVE AND I THINK I'VE FINALLY HAD ENOUGH BREAK THIS MODERN LOVE