We got style and we got grace, We run wild and never dance alone. In this town she's fucking famous, But this town will never be her home
The sun sets on a promise...
We got style and we got grace, We run wild and never dance alone. In this town she's fucking famous, But this town will never be her home
The sun sets on a promise kept, And I try but I don't need...
This modern love, this modern love Oh it always lets me down This modern love, this modern love Oh it always lets me down
The popularity trap strikes again You don't need this fools cause you're incroyable (Which is French for incredible) We found solace at the star and garter No malice, I can feel you coming alive
Ignore the warning signs and we try but I don't need this...
This modern love, this modern love Oh it always lets me down This modern love, this modern love Oh it always lets me down
A bare mattress, A lot close door, two Whittington hearts on pique assiette floor Give me back those awkward exchanges, the fumbles on bathtubs, when we were just strangers. We talk about your graduation and the realization that we might not be together forever and ever. Amen
Wide eyed and up all night, this could be good but I don't want to shy away I hear them say 'romance is dead' and I don't need this...
This modern love, this modern love Oh it always lets me down This modern love, this modern love Oh it always lets me down
