You say write me a song that’s never been sungOh I’ll do my best with theserecycled expressions on the tip of my tonguetired out chords, give it a rest
My mama said no one’s the sameand her mama told her that toowell I guess it’s not an unfair claimbut all I know is deja vu
Because it’s old news, I hate to break it to yaOld news, but I’m sure you already knowThat what I say tomorrowwell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news
But nobody’s got a love like we doSo much more than hearts and glitterNo you just can’t compare us toThose other couples you see on twitter…No, it’s really not, it’s
I know it may seem redundant
But really why would I try?Because though words may be abundantEach one’s been wrung out dry
We’re all just looking for greased moldsTo slide easily intoAnd do what you’re told
they don’t care what you’ve been throughAfter all, somebody somewhereHas known what you’ve knownSeen what you’ve seenFelt what you’ve felt

And now it’s
Old news, I hate to break it to youOld news, but I’m sure you already know
That what I say tomorrowWell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news
Hate to break it to youOld news, but I’m sure you already know
That what I say tomorrowwell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news

Maybe later in the night time

When the town has gone to sleep

You could call me on the coastline

We could speak

You could ask me where Iʼve been

I can ask you where you are

We could dance around the reason

Weʼre so far



Ooo thereʼs nothing we can do

But hold on

A little bit longe
Weʼll be with each other soon




Then I woke up in the morning

Had at a dream that you were here

I could feel myself falling

And it became clear




Ooo thereʼs nothing we can do

But hold on

A little bit longer

A little bit longer

Weʼll be with each other

Weʼll be with each other soon

Ave, ave verum Corpus
Natum de Maria Virgine
Vere passum, immolatum
In cruce pro homine
Cujus latus perforatum
Fluxit aqua et sanguine
Esto nobis praegustatum
Mortis in examine
In mortis in examine

I went down to St. James Infirmary
To see my baby there
She was lying on a cold dark table
So sweet, so still, so fair

Let her go, let her go, god help her
Wherever she may be
They can search the wide world over
But they’ll never find a man like me
When she left, I went down to the river
Though the cold, dead trees
There I stood, in the murk and the darkness
There I sold my soul to thee

Have you ever thought of walking out of here before?
Don’t give it up, oh.
Have you ever tried to catch the light before it shines?
Light it up, oh.

It’s darkest in the night before the dawn

There’s a price on your head
A mark on your door
Running through your afterthought
And if you’re placing your bet
Remember what I said
You’re nothing but an afterthought

Have you ever been to here and there and back again?
Keep it up, oh
Have you ever heard about the voices in the air?
Listen up, oh

It’s darkest in the night before the dawn

There’s a price on your head
A mark on your door
Running through your afterthought
And if you’re placing your bet
Remember what I said
You’re nothing but an afterthought

Everything at once
Everything he wants
Everything at once
Everything he wants

As you lie on your bed
Remember what I said
You’re nothing but an afterthought