Oooo
Oooooooh
Ooooh
Oooh
The neighbors are fighting, I don’t really mind it I’m up anyway, it’s past three
I hear them pacing but not what they’re saying, but try not to eavesdrop at least
Each time you leave me, I struggle to sleep, I know how this bed’s meant to feel
The neighbors keep fighting, I don’t really mind it, they feel almost like company
Youth was made for the young and reckless
I was made for you
Truth be told I‘d be glad to grow old
If you’ll do it too
Oooooh
Oooh
Lingering beats, watching hours repeat impatiently tracking the days
Usually rushing without interruption, now suddenly feel out of pace
I would’ve wanted to write something decent, make use of the time you’re away
Lingering beats, watching hours repeat counting second’s an easy mistake
Youth was made for the young and reckless
I was made for you
Truth be told I‘d be glad to grow old
If you’ll do it too
Some were made for fame and greatness
I thought I was too, but
If I’m honest all that I wanted
Was to be with you
Oooooh
Oooh
Oooh
Ooohh
I’d play something pretty but half my guitar strings suddenly gave up on me
Revising, combining, removing, re-writing syllables and melodies
Youth was made for the young and reckless
I was made for you
Truth be told I‘d be glad to grow old
If you’ll do it too
Some were made for fame and greatness
I thought I was too, but
If I’m honest all that I wanted
Was to be with you
