We're young but this problem is way too old
Can we leave this all behind?
I wanna focus on mine
Maybe I was dumb when I thought that this problem was solved
When I treated it like nothing
Believe me I have been told that this, that this, that this love ain't gold
Yeah we're young but this problem is old
Our love is getting bald and soon it will have rolled right of the cliff and down on the ground
And all that is left is this never ending sound of violence
But our love was never violent, our love just never had enough space to grow, or am I mistaking?
Maybe we were just slow, slow and so we ran out of patience
We're young but this problem is way too old
Can we leave this all behind?
I wanna focus on mine
Maybe I was dumb when I thought that this problem was solved
When I treated it like nothing
Believe me I have been told that this, that this, that this love ain't gold
People, memories, thoughts and mental enemies
Fight it, ignore it, clearly I can't
Am I enough for you, what can I do when caving in is all these surrounding walls can do?
I pull you closer then I guess I push you away
Even tho all I ever wanted was for you to stay, stay in my arms and never kiss me goodbye
But I guess it's too late for that now, bye bye
Still we're listening to the people
Listening to our thoughts
Listening to the stuff that'll make the walls give up
Making brand new memories, if this ain't a problem then tell me what is?
Will we ever get something good out of this?
We're young but this problem is way too old
Can we leave this all behind?
I wanna focus on mine
Maybe I was dumb when I thought that this problem was solved
When I treated it like nothing
Believe me I have been told that this, that this, that this love ain't gold
That this love ain't gold