Expiration Date

Sweet song of mine Sweet song of mine yeah When does this expire Too good to be true and Maybe I am wired To believe this movement Oh too good to me this song of mine yeah When does this expire Too good to be true and Maybe I am wired To believe this movement O too good to be this song of mine This ain't milk, but one day it shall spoil Together but always separate, I am water you are oil At least that's what I'm thinking I'm two years past this evening, I really want to enjoy it but illusions feel like reason Telling me to leave ya lone, this ain't classic telephone Back in the days before my time, when gasoline was ninety-nine And see I'm skeptically foreseeing It ain't you, it is me Sorry, we should practice for our grand finale Thinking bout our break up And how we'll probably make up And see these extra layers They need a lot of prayers But for now, I'm a enjoy this dinner Hold ya real snug like a sweater in the winter And who knows maybe we won't fall before the spring Where Valentines day our normal everyday thing And hold em to the air only if you do believe Sweet song of mine yes forever I'll sing Sweet song of mine Sweet song of mine yeah When does this expire Too good to be true and Maybe I am wired To believe this movement O too good to be this song of mine When does this expire Too good to be true and Maybe I am wired To believe this movement Too good to be this song of mine We got these gems that should be timeless, given it away like its consignment So by time you meet the right one Hard to tell if you even like them Cause half the price when were priceless Mean yo Spirit not this flyness You could put a value on your likeness Not your heart that is your highness In a kingdom on a hill in a land that's forbidden Where the ticket price is measured not yo money your intentions In a kingdom on a hill in a land that's forbidden And when we treat it less We surviving we not living O, same song same song We really keep on, repeating these wrongs By the time we grown sitting on all this bad that we condone I'm moving on, but taken back by my flaws I'm wanting good, but bad is calling down the hall Like my loved ones working through their dispositions While the privileged positioned, and we steady fishing For something greater now or later though I want it now Feelin like a Sunday morning we should slow it down I believe in us When the world is gone Off some other stuff Tell me I'm wrong When does this expire Too good to be true and Maybe I am wired To believe this movement Tell me I'm wrong I don't want this to expire When does this expire Too good to be true and Maybe I am wired To believe this movement No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no