We were living at the bottom of an iceberg, baby
Of an iceberg
We were sloppy with our timing
Now I'm finding it's impossible to trust you
Living in an old world
Breathing as the mould builds, baby
I can see you like the struggle
Mine's double when you're looking back
Maybe we can turn it around? No
Ya can't touch anything new
(Sucking the old world dry)
You know it wouldn't happen if it wasn't true
(Sucking the old world dry)
True
Well there's a nice spot of shade on an old grave, baby
On an old grave
We can lay down ugly flowers
For the hours that we didn't want to save, yeah
Well the future ain't mine, I'll be fine
With the memory of a good time
No we can't touch anything new now, baby!
It's impossible as something to do
No you can't touch anything new
(Sucking the old world dry)
You know it wouldn't happen if it wasn't true
(Sucking the old world dry)
No you can't touch anything new
(Sucking the old world dry)