See the thing about these days
Is you meet someone
They think they know who you are
Give the popular opinion
Then you tear it up
In the back of a vintage store
They hurt you
They desert you in apathetic intervals
See the thing about these days is I need someone
Someone who reminds me of
Sweet heroine
Pulsing through my veins like you ain't a sin
Thinking 'bout buying you a diamond ring
But I won't fall in love
Sweet heroine
I've got you in my throat like you're medicine
I say to myself I'm in control of it
But I won't fall in love
See the thing about these days
Is I really need to fucking call up my mum
Saw my father cry one time and I must admit
It really twisted me up
And it hurts you and it burns you
Learning everything ain't what it seems
That's the thing about these days
I need something to sew me up by the seams again
Like sweet heroine
Pulsing through my veins like you ain't a sin
Thinking 'bout buying you a diamond ring
But I won't fall in love
Sweet heroine
I've got you in my throat like you're medicine
Saying to myself I'm in control of it
But I won't fall in love
Yeah, sweet heroine
Pulsing through my veins like you ain't a sin
Thinking 'bout buying you a diamond ring
But I won't fall in love
Sweet heroine
I've got you in my throat like you're medicine
I say to myself I'm in control of it
But I won't fall in love
