Real I’m Told

Even though we can't turn back again

My eyes, they remain closed

I'll take one more for the road

My heart, it must be real, I'm told

Shiny loot, some plastic boots

A BandAid on your nose

I think perhaps my memory's false

But my mind, it must be real, I'm told

Real, I'm told

Scratched up cars at rural bars

May I take one of those to go?

But perhaps I am just cold

But if it stops us getting old

All jokes aside I found my home

So our love it must be real, I'm told

Real, I'm told

Real, I'm told

Real, I'm told

Real, I'm told