Lyrics

Verse 1
We end up with spent candles and no lights to turn on.
There’s 12 ways to get where you want and few ways to go wrong.
Will you sing me a song?

Chorus
It’s perfect, I can feel it and ain’t that lucky? Ain’t that lucky?
You had hands and a voice, so there was always a way back.
You’re never too old, you never get old and ain’t that lucky?

Verse 2
You want what you want and I think that you like me, but it’s easy to want the unseen.
You held my arm when I tried to leave. I like to remember you that way.
Will you sing me a song?

Chorus
Ain’t that so fucking lucky? But are you lucky? Oh..oh..