Vintage Heart Lyrics

You got a vintage heart

Bleeding modern thought

You were waiting for nothing to happen again

But this time it's different

Let's not compare possessions that don't mean a thing anymore

They lose meaning when you keep score

But if you grab my hand

We can run away

Chase down the last of our days

Please don't cry

No one wants to die

We can still

We can still get high

I hear your vintage heart

It's begging to restart

And I'm hoping you're open as I knock on your door

But trust me I get it if your still sore

Emotions are noisy with every word

The louder they are, the more they go unheard

But if you grab my hand

We can run away

Chase down the last of our days

Please don't cry

No one wants to die

We can still

We can still get high