Louis Logic - They Don't Make 'Em Like They Used To lyrics

Polished to a high shine
Straight outta the shrink wrap
Thin cracks riddled the glass on our picture
Perfect past now that I think back
Was it in craftsmanship? Was
There something lacking in
The packaging that let a draft get in
And stale our little prim pact?
Perhaps it was a grim fact
Of manufacture ways of past
Nothing's ever made to last what a
Clever way to make some cash!
Everyone's afraid to ask how many
More days you have
Let's just say it's much too late
To act the expiration date elapsed
When you're invested in someone you mess with
You never expect that you'll take a bath
Here's a funny little saying for that
What doesn't kill you makes you laugh
Why would we make such a trade?
(Some things don't change love
Seems so strange) principle over passion
Maybe I'm just old fashioned
(Those same old games smoke from old flames)

You can always build it cheaper
Right? The truth is costly
So we turned a date into a heated night
And inserted A into your slot B
That was our first mistake
As if it wasn't worth the wait
To find the right time or the perfect
Place to set up our rehearsal space
Such an uncertain shape to
Incur the weight of
Our trust it was sure to break
A few vertebrae
A deserving fate it's nothing
Any words would change
We were built to work this
Way, doomed from the start
Two little hearts fused with a spark
Cursed to make it last just
Until the glue comes apart
To think it seemed crude in the bars
Long before computers would chart
Who you should partner up
With that's when falling
In love was still viewed as an art
Why would we make such a trade?
(Some things don't change love
Seems so strange) principle over passion
Maybe I'm just old fashioned
(Those same old games smoke from old flames)

How could we take such a change?
(Some things don't change love
Seems so strange)
The way that love's being rationed
Maybe I'm just old fashioned
(Those same old games smoke from old flames)

This is big business it's
On every kid's wishlist
Every Mr catches his Mrs
Every Nancy gets her Sid Vicious
You let the very fabric of your
Merry marriage stretch to it's limit's
And get up on your best leg with a nest
Egg then end up in debt when it's finished
You can forget all the
Gimmicks quicker, thinner
With a sexier image in the end
Whether commitment measures the distance all
Depends on what's in it
We're all synthetic provisional
Lovers wrapped and stuffed in styrofoam
My pop cemented his love for my mother and
Scratched and cut their lives in stone
And I should have known
I wasn't raised inside the new school
But let's just admit it
They don't make 'em like they used to
Remember when a truthful
Togetherness was crucial?
Now everyone is too cool and they don't
Make 'em like they used to
My friend pool is a who's who
Menu of what fools do
To ruin a beautifully brewed truce
They don't make 'em like they used to
It's sad but it's too true
Love is far between and too few
When it comes to hearts it seems that they
Don't make 'em like they used to