Original lyrics
ENI never wanted to die old
But it's too late now
My heart has grown so cold
And the corpse I leave behind
Ain't gonna be no pretty boy
It's a sick sack of disease
We thought about ways we'd love to go
High and beautiful and fucking in the snow
On New Year's day or Christmas Eve
On a warm november night, buried beneath the orange leaves
It's a few dreams on the ways that we could leave
But my heart got kicked out of all its homes
And dying young just didn't work
And so I guess I'm dying old
And now there ain't nowhere left to go
'Cause all my loves would rather be alone
And yesterday, I woke up to find
The black in my beard had turned to white
And the pretty girls who used to smile at me
Just stared off straight ahead
Or looked down at their feet
So tonight, I'll sit up here
With these street lights and these seventeen beers
Straight from the page of a teenage diary
Underneath these shitty stars
Like I was seventeen
(I mean)
That my heart got kicked out of all its homes
And dying young just didn't work
And so I guess I'm dying old
And now there ain't nowhere left to go
'Cause all my loves would rather be alone
And now there ain't nowhere left to go
'Cause all my loves would rather be alone
