This ain't our song These ain't our old selves We get along well You're hearing wedding bells That ain't nothing like you Sound nothing like you used toSo what it's one thirty You ain't asleep yet Tell me your secretsI'll tell everyone I meet them Sounds like something I'd do Tell me something that truthful Something that usefulProbably make YouTube Don't tell you're breaking up It must be reception here miss Kate it's Prince Harry 'Cause I pull a just married Don't make me your Clydesdale dearI ain't nothing not rude Still bucking like I used to Friends gotta let friends fight Sometimes friends fight alright Still got your back even when you break a chair on mine likeShit! Is it Monday night? It ain't nothing unusual And if I gotta fight you, love you, or leave you Boo roll your sleeves up keep your hands up too And if we gotta do this every single day of the yearI guess it's fair We look nothing like we used to
