Loved So Little

With your pulled down hair And your punched up lips and your city-mouse voice I should have know that we'd get into this If I didn't watch the signals And now you're leaning in the door With your fired up skin and you look up free and Telling me I'm in for it if I can't keep up It's only God or devil where you're running And I'm always getting caught in the middle It's so hard to be loved so little Time to whip out the phone why are people still calling Don't they know that we are never gonna buy another batshit story About their kids in the garden Better bring your fear of flying and your legs up on the brink To the top of the stairs because I don't wanna have to Come down again to find you lighting up Its only God or the devil where your running And I'm always getting caught in the middle It's so hard to be loved so little Its only God or the devil where your running And I'm always getting caught in the middle It's so hard to be loved so little Its only God or the devil where your running And I'm always getting caught in the middle It's so hard to be loved so little