Old Soul

They said you was an old soul
They say a lot of things
They said you had your own goals
And pulled a lot of strings
They said that you was low class
Perpetual iconoclast
I knew that love could not last
With an old soul like you.

I heard you had a strange past
I hear a lot of things
You wore a lot of strange masks
And clipped a lot of wings
Like venom in a shot glass
Like liqueur in a hot flask
I knew that love could not last
With an old soul like you.

Why this hammering in my head
I can't hear myself think
Why am i left half alive
When you're only half dead.

I thought you was a sweet child
I think a lot of things
You led me on a ride so wild
All bumpercars and swings
You swore that you was high class
But you brought me down so low so fast
I knew that love could not last
With an old soul like you. [x3]