The Age Of Detachment Songtext
von Hotel Mira

I was so naive
How could you say that to me?
How could you say that to me?

I rest my eyes on a flight to New Jersey
Love songs feel good when you′re starting to worry
The same bar where we'd order Manhattans
But love songs don′t work in the age of detachment
I imagine

The same goes for me
I could roll up my sleeves
And I've said this before
But I want you to be

Same old way home
I know what I think you'd say though
Baby, you could do your worst
Maybe you could make it hurt


Last night′s comments
Kinda felt a little obvious
Baby, you could do your worst
Maybe you could make it hurt

I rest my eyes on a flight to New Jersey
And I like that smile when you say something dirty
The same bar that we used to get smashed in
Love songs don′t work in the age of detachment
I imagine

The same goes for me
I just roll up my sleeves
And I've said this before
I′m just somewhere between

Same old way home
I know what I think you'd say though
Baby, you could do your worst
Maybe you could make it hurt

Last night′s comments
Kinda felt a little obvious
Baby, you could do your worst
Maybe you could make it hurt


And if you feel any pain
Don't let it show on your face
And maybe those were the days
I tried to take off the armor
I wanna take off the armor
I wanna take off the armor
Lately I′m feeling hopeless
And I want you to notice

Same old way home
I know what I think you'd say though
Baby, now for what it's worth
Maybe this is life on earth

Last night′s comments
Kinda felt a little obvious
Baby, now for what it′s worth
Maybe this is life on earth
In the age of detachment

In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment (in the age of detachment)
In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment (in the age of detachment)
In the age of detachment
In the age of detachment (in the age of detachment)
In the age of detachment

Life on earth, in the age of detachment