I want it on an old tape
With graininess on every scene
I want to fast forward and rewind our memories
I want it on a walkman
To take with me wherever I can
Get tangled in the chords when I'm listening
Seems like love was better way back when
People didn't care as much about image
I want that real thing like the hem on an old dress
I want a love that's vintage
'Cause it would be an honor
To crack like porcelain with you
To watch as these jeans fade from blue
Let the pages whither away
Let time take everything
As long as the memories are true
Seems like love was better way back when
People didn't care as much about image
I want that real thing like the hem on an old dress
I want a love that's vintage
That's vintage
