Single Mothers - Stoic/Pointless lyrics
[Single Mothers - Stoic/Pointless lyrics]
All the kids
They think that they're romantics
And it's sweet but it's
Short-sighted and tragic, as the
Sights are nice getting lost
Along the way but
All that time just sharpening knives
Is a waste when
The dull blade, it can cut just as deep
It goes from lust to love to want to need
Codependency can feel so cheap
Wouldn't you agree? Ah yeah, but
We'll always have
The records that we don't know
How to split up
Not sure exactly who bought what
This ain't supposed to come off as hopeless
Or optimistic or stoic, just pointless
We'll always have
The nights that neither of us want to trust
Not sure exactly who's done what
Not sure exactly who's gonna give up on us
When we were kids we were so enchanted
And it was nice but elaborate and manic
As we're
Packing up all the games we used to play
I never thought we'd look back at
Those years as a waste but
The old tricks, they're so easily seen
Remembering now doesn't even feel
Like that was me
Young love, yeah, it ages so cheap
Wouldn't you agree?
We'll always have
The records that we don't know
How to split up
Not sure exactly who bought what
This ain't supposed to come off as hopeless
Or optimistic or stoic, just pointless
An olive branch and a little time passed
Maybe we'll get some of that magic back
Minus the suspicions and contradictions
And let a little love grow and relax
They think that they're romantics
And it's sweet but it's
Short-sighted and tragic, as the
Sights are nice getting lost
Along the way but
All that time just sharpening knives
Is a waste when
The dull blade, it can cut just as deep
It goes from lust to love to want to need
Codependency can feel so cheap
Wouldn't you agree? Ah yeah, but
We'll always have
The records that we don't know
How to split up
Not sure exactly who bought what
This ain't supposed to come off as hopeless
Or optimistic or stoic, just pointless
We'll always have
The nights that neither of us want to trust
Not sure exactly who's done what
Not sure exactly who's gonna give up on us
When we were kids we were so enchanted
And it was nice but elaborate and manic
As we're
Packing up all the games we used to play
I never thought we'd look back at
Those years as a waste but
The old tricks, they're so easily seen
Remembering now doesn't even feel
Like that was me
Young love, yeah, it ages so cheap
Wouldn't you agree?
We'll always have
The records that we don't know
How to split up
Not sure exactly who bought what
This ain't supposed to come off as hopeless
Or optimistic or stoic, just pointless
An olive branch and a little time passed
Maybe we'll get some of that magic back
Minus the suspicions and contradictions
And let a little love grow and relax