Old Family Buffet

What's that funny smell?
Leave it all behind
I wish I didn't look
Into your pretty eyes
Let's just shift the blame
I can't take your gaze
Let's just go and fight
In the Old Buffet

And it's building up
It's building up
It's building up
It's building up

We both don't know
Where we will go
But we take comfort
Inside our home
And the floor feels like shit
Oh, it makes us feel like kids
Surrounding in the grass
Of our silly little sins

And I can't take enough
Can't take enough
Can't take enough
Can't take enough

And I'm laying up
I'm laying up
I'm paying up
I'm paying up

Too old to stay
In our little house
My car's really empty
Let's just cry to ourselves
Where we won't pass the time
Waiting for a lie

Everybody loves you (ooh)
Their bodies will not touch you (ooh)
Everybody loves you (ooh)
Their bodies will not touch you (ooh)
Everybody loves you (ooh)
Their bodies will not touch you (ooh)
Everybody loves you (ooh)
Their bodies will not-