Golden Hour

I guess our love did not age well

So I am sowing myself back together

Split it right open on the dancefloor

Just to get space from the failure

But nothing persists like a love that doesn't exist anymore

But nothing persists like a love that doesn't exist anymore

Ah, ah

I was sure I'd see you by now

Down by the oval lights, at golden hour

Message me just to say that you are hurting

And that you've fucked off to an island

Don't be mad, don't be mad, don't be mad

You hurt him twice as bad

Don't be mad, don't be mad, don't be mad

You loved him with all you had

Ah, ah

Ah, Ah

Cause nothing persists like a love that doesn't exist anymore

Nothing persists like a love that doesn't exist anymore

Ah, ah

Ah, ah

Ah, ah

Ah, ah

Ah, ah

Ah, ah