Noah Kahan A Few Of Your Own
[Verse 1]
I was high when I met you, life was somethin' to get through
Picture frame in your bedroom, of the one man that left you
And I felt the spiral of the earth when you finally called me yours
Ain't it strange how you saw me gettin' dressed in the hallway?
You could tell I was fallin', or escapin' from somethin'
You didn't say a single word, you didn't see me as a curse
The state of the summer blends us in with each other
We would pray for more thunder for a night under cover
We were huddlin' like mice, below an unforgivin' sky
[Pre-Chorus]
Too old for both of us to keep howlin' at the moon
To be cross-eyed drunk this young in the afternoon
Two souls in one truck, and no money left to lose
Teach me how to not stare at you
And I spent the whole night singin'
[Chorus]
“Oh, my, my, what a time to be alive”
Young and dumb on the edge of the world
Oh, good Lord, what it means to be alone
I knew well, I knew hell, and now I don't
Tell me, love, if the devil ever comes
To make good on the debts that I owe
Wish me well, tell the stories I would tell
Go ahead, make a few of your own
[Post-Chorus]
A few of your own
[Verse 2]
Once all the rain stopped, I was afraid you might wake up
And remember who I am, and remember what I've done
Didn't ask me to justify, you just sat up and rubbed your eyes
I grew up with a feelin' that what's good must be fleetin'
That if I'm happy, I'm dreamin', then I'm prepared for you leavin'
But I see that shitty beat-up car, oh baby, there you are
[Pre-Chorus]
Too old for both of us to keep howlin' at the moon
Cross-eyed drunk this young in the afternoon
Two souls in one truck, and no money left to lose
Teach me how to not stare at you
We yelled
[Chorus]
“Oh, my, my, what a time to be alive”
Young and dumb on the edge of the world
Oh, good Lord, what it means to be alone
I knew well, I knew hell, and now I don't
Tell me, love, if the devil ever comes
To make good on the debts that I owe
Wish me well, tell the stories I would tell
Go ahead, make a few of your own
[Post-Chorus]
A few of your own
A few of your own
[Chorus]
Oh, my, my, what a time to be alive
Young and dumb on the edge of the world
Oh, good Lord, what it means to be alone
I knew well I knew hell, and now I don't
Tell me, love, if the devil ever comes
To make good on the debts that I owe
Wish me well, tell the stories I would tell
Go ahead, make a few of your own
[Post-Chorus]
A few of your own
[Outro]
A few of your own
Oh, make a few of your own
Oh, make a few of your own
Oh, make a few of your own
