The Age Of Detachment

I was so naive
How could you say that to me?
How could you say that to me?

I rest my eyes on a flight to New Jersey
Love songs feel good when you're starting to worry
The same bar where we'd order manhattans
But love songs don't work in the age of detachment
I imagine

The same goes for me
I could roll up my sleeves
And I've said this before
But I want you to be

Same old way home
I know what I think you'd say though
"Baby, you could do your worst
Maybe you could make it hurt."

Last night's comments
Kinda felt a little obvious...
"Baby, you could do your worst
Maybe you could make it hurt."

I rest my eyes on a flight to New Jersey
And I like that smile when you say something dirty
The same bar that we used to get smashed in
Love songs don't work in the age of detachment
I imagine

The same goes for me
I just roll up my sleeves
And I've said this before
I'm just somewhere between

Same old way home
I know what I think you'd say though
"Baby, you could do your worst
Maybe you could make it hurt."

Last night's comments
Kinda felt a little obvious...
"Baby, you could do your worst
Maybe you could make it hurt."

And if you feel any pain
Don't let it show on your face
And maybe those were the days

I tried to take off the armor
I wanna take off the armor
I wanna take off the armor

Lately I'm feeling hopeless
And I want you to notice

Same old way home
I know what I think you'd say though
"Baby now for what it's worth
Maybe this is life on earth."

Last night's comments
Kinda felt a little obvious...
"Baby now for what it's worth
Maybe this is
Life. On. Earth...
In the age of detachment."

In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment

Life on earth in the age of detachment