19 - FV

We used to talk about leaving home

I grab for your hand and you reach for the door

«I know it doesn’t have to be this way,» she said

When you looked at her, thinking, «I'm my own sins

I know that I’m just like her, I’m 19»

And I, and I…

I’m always

We took your car, we needed hope

A change of pace that said we wouldn’t get caught

Or somewhere new to mend our hearts

Escape the habits you hid in the dark

What’s wrong with leaving what was already torn apart?

We all went to a race, the place we left our mark

And I’m always

And I, I wanna stay naive

I wanna stay naive

I wanna stay naive

I wanna stay naive

I wanna stay naive

I wanna stay naive