I'm still young
Though old in mind
Out to make sense of an average life
If I told you all the things I think
I'm sure you'd lose my number
My god you're so easy on the eyes
You're terrible at hiding it,
That you are mad like me
And weirdly I find that comforting
Im gushing over you
Cuz I dig your taste in tunes
I went through all your CDR's
Titled XOXO in red ink
And all I want from you is more to listen to
Next time we meet
To make me feel like you're here with me
In High Fidelity
In High Fidelity
Apart we are whole,
Together we're shapeless.
My Beatrice Divine, a power much greater than I
Until we become united through patience
Jack White's your God,
You're my Saint Mary
I'll rush through hellish flames awaiting me
On lip marked sleeves of Bowie-era Iggy
Im gushing over you
Cuz I dig your taste in tunes
I went through all your CDR's
Titled XOXO in red ink
And all I want from you is more to listen to
Next time we meet
To make me feel like you're here with me
In High Fidelity
In High Fidelity
In High Fidelity
In High Fidelity
Im gushing over you
Cuz I dig your taste in tunes
I went through all your CDR's
Titled XOXO in red ink
And all I want from you is more to listen to
Next time we meet
To make me feel like you're here with me
In High Fidelity
In High Fidelity
In High Fidelity
In High Fidelity
