There's not much of a future in getting old
When you hide the highs and just live the lows.
At least that's what they say,
At least it's what I'm told.
I'm gonna take your black heart...
And paint it gold.
Let's start it the end and work back to beginnings,
One day is a long way away when you're spinning.
The minute hand passed the hour hand 'til you land
Some place far away that you never could have planned.
It's an easy way out of a hard way in,
Forgive and forget and forget who's forgiven.
On the other hand you can't really stand for a plan,
That takes you far away from the place you wanna stand
There's not much of a future in getting old
When you hide the highs and just live the lows.
At least that's what they say,
At least it's what I'm told.
I'm gonna take your black heart...
And paint it gold.
Makin' up for lost time,
Where'd you put it?
Wakin' up at the scene of the crime,
I knew I shoulda,
I knew you woulda,
If we both knew we coulda,
If the situation let me,
But don't forget me.
There's not much of a future in letting yourself get old,
When you hide the highs, and just live the lows.
You'll end up letting that little heart of yours turn black,
Don't end up wondering how do I turn these pages back?
Don't spin too far away,
Don't spin too far away,
Don't spin too far away...
(I'm gonna take your black heart...)
Don't spin too far away,
Don't spin too far away...
(I'm gonna take your black heart...
And paint it gold.)
Don't spin too far away...
(I'm gonna take your black heart,
And paint it gold...
And paint it gold.)
Don't spin too far away...
There's not much of a future in getting old
When you hide the highs and just live the lows.
At least that's what they say,
At least it's what I'm told.
I'm gonna take your black heart...
And paint it gold.