Golden Age (Piano Version) Ethel Cain

And I don’t wanna talk about love anymore
'Cause it’s getting too much for me
All I do is waste and decline, waiting for that age of my life
When I'm old and love is all that I’ll need

Swaying in the lamplight in my mother’s white gown
Holding out like a dog they’ve yet to put down
I whore out my tears and just keep wasting the best of my years
Like a beauty queen with eyes bleared

Got what I wanted but it’s never enough for me
Darling, don’t you see?
I’m so beautiful and it’s wasted on me
Because the taste reminds me
I hate what love’s turned out to be

And I don’t wanna be in my house anymore
'Cause it just makes me sad
Letting in the wild with every man who brings a world of hurt
With him each time he falls in my bed

Do you just want my blood?
Am I just that damn hard to love?
'Cause it feels like all I have is still just not enough
And I guess that I'll just go outside
And watch the fire and fields of gold fly farther away from me