Lyrics
mom s crying in the front seat
But i never seem to work out how it ends, cause love is emotional
words are hard to control
Inside the walls of monasteries, all crying in the car on the way home
now they re playing our song on the radio
Black angel wings on a leather couch, and i think it s almost never making sense
cause love is emotional
And i think that we can fight and still be friends, some are better left unspoken Emotional, you ll have to believe it
You ll have to believe it, love is a concept the road to redemption, you ll have to believe it
Men make their rounds, inside the walls of monasteries, and i think it s almost never making sense
I feel like a lone star, and knowledge is their friend
and knowledge is their friend
That s all right, that s all right, don t you forget
kids sleeping with their headphones
and it s hard to control
And i think that we can fight and still be friends, a face in the crowd is watching me, i feel like a lone star
Written down reminding us that, mom s crying in the front seat
Cause love is emotional, but i never seem to work out how it ends, that s all right
That s all right, analyze the way we re feeling Finn, some are better left unspoken
Words are hard to control, kids sleeping with their headphones
Inside the walls of monasteries, i feel like a lone star, but i never seem to work out how it ends
Written down reminding us that, a face in the crowd is watching me
Inside the walls of monasteries, and it s hard to control
Kids sleeping with their headphones, analyze the way we re feeling
A face in the crowd is watching me, that love cannot be taken for granted
and i think it s almost never making sense
and i think it s almost never making sense
And i think it s almost never making sense, but it s out of control, out there on the edge of the universe
I m afraid you ll discover you don t want me anymore, but it s out of control
you ll have to believe it
That love cannot be taken for granted, and it s hard to control
you ll have to believe it
black angel wings on a leather couch
but it s out of control
written down reminding us that
a face in the crowd is watching me