Young Love Dies Hard

My attention is not yours anymore, anymore
Your just ink for these words that I’ve written before
A scene like any other
One hundred times more
Don’t be so sure
Blank canvases would love me more than you ever could
Still my heart would look better in pieces on the floor
Next to these words
Your heart is broken
I’m not so sure, anymore

I’m painting over wishes, me and you, me and you
I’m painting in desperation, black and blue, black and blue

This picture’s been painted too many times before
Of a young love dies hard
How we’re trapped in this curse
I’m filling the spaces with all of our firsts
But in all artful taste
I prepared for the worst

I’m not singing for you anymore, anymore
No, you’re just a melody that I’ve hummed before
Lyrics so typical
And so conventional
It’s almost unbearable
Vodka bottles would thrill me more than you ever could
Still these nights would look better if they were all just a blur
Oh, it’s all too familiar
Won’t you sing along?
And I almost feel terrible
Almost

I’m painting over wishes, me and you, me and you
I’m painting in desperation, black and blue, black and blue

This picture’s been painted too many times before
Of a young love dies hard
Oh, how we’re trapped in this curse
I’m filling the spaces with all of our firsts
But in all artful taste
I prepared for the worst

These lies, I know
Cause I’ve heard them before
And maybe you could’ve showed me
They meant so much more
We meant so much more
You’re not so sure, anymore

I’m just a picture on the wall
A hanging memory
Of a young love that died hard
And it’s all we’ll ever be
And you almost feel terrible
Almost

Oh, this picture’s been painted
One too many times before
Of a young love dies hard
We’re trapped in this curse
Oh, a young love dies hard
One hundred times more

I’m dying over wishes, me and you, me and you
It’s just me and you
I’m dying in desperation, black and blue, black and blue
All over black and blue