The bus stop bench never felt so cold that night, that night

And your dog didn't like me but that would be alright, alright

I said do you know savage garden and you said, I might

The hours passed we played throwbacks and I had you in my sights

I felt so alive whenever you'd pour me a whiskey

But by the end of the night I'd be begging for someone, for anything to fix me

Lying by your side with tears in my eyes felt all kinds of risky

But the sad dried up when you asked if you could kiss me

Where's the fun

In sorting out all of your demons so young?

But I, I can't run

'Cause people like him don't come round so much

At 21

The bars were fun when I found out you could dance, so we danced

I waled on the street and you walked on the curb so that we could hold hands

But the cars that were parked out in the road would force us to disband

And those late night walks became more than I could stand

Where's the fun

In sorting out all of your demons so young?

But I, I can't run

'Cause people like him don't come round so much

At 21

We'd drift off

Everyone said we'd be destined for it after all

I needed something small

A turn your world upside down personality overhaul

Where's the fun

In sorting out all of your demons so young?

But I, I can't run

'Cause people like him don't come round so much

At 21