Married Young

Married young, what's done is done Our hearts and hopes are soft and glistening We started playing house too soon it seems Our Swedish furnishings are splintering But who am I to preach this game we play? Roll in the hay with dreadful infidels Now sleuth's deduction need attain the way Our love so bold, incendiary and new What are we to do? So t-t-trust me, trust me, dear Your mom and papa hold me dear We make mistakes, we make mix tapes Our love is a young, wholesome and healthy enterprise Is there a sliding scale in hell? Does the devil grade on a curve? I wonder who'll be the first to burn in this beautiful decay But your path will still remain economy, econo you Married young, what's done is done Married young, what's done is done We're too young and we believe We'll be our first, our only We're too young, we peak too soon Oh, what are we to do? What are we to do? What are we to do? --- Married Young - Robbers on High Street