Letras
All I do these days is trying to forget your face
Dreaming of suburbia
We could live so loud before we die
Keep on falling through, this rabbit hole was made for two
I hate myself for loving you
I hate myself for loving you
Someone else's man
Someone else's home
What there is to learn here?
True love is a thunderstorm
You were made of sun
I was made of stars
You with me and I'm with you
What a lovely way to die
All I do these days is trying to forget your face
Dreaming of suburbia
We could live so loud before we die
Keep on falling through, this rabbit hole was made for two
I hate myself for loving you
I hate myself for loving you
Someone else's child
Someone else's story
God, I think I lost myself between you lights
The first time we held hands
So, what's there to learn?
One day the sun is gonna burn a hole in the ground
And maybe then our love will fall down
All I do these days is trying to forget your face
Dreaming of suburbia
We could live so loud before we die
Keep on falling through, this rabbit hole was made for two
I hate myself for loving you
I hate myself
And we keep falling down, down, down
You try so hard but cannot make a sound
Down, down
My love, we keep on falling
All I do these days is trying to erase your face
Dreaming of suburbia
We could live so loud before we die
Keep on falling through, this rabbit hole was made for two
I hate myself for loving you
I hate myself for loving you
All I do these days is trying to erase your face
Dreaming of suburbia
We could live so loud before we die
Keep on falling through, this rabbit hole was made for two
I hate myself for loving you
I hate myself
And we keep falling down, down, down (another summer has moved on)