Lonely People Orla Gartland

[Verse 1]
We're too young to know what love is, our loss
Cynical eyes scanning the room for meaning
Maybe youth is wasted on the young, our loss
Travel in packs, drinking our teenage spirit

[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe we're all clean-cut criminals
Running fast to blur the visuals
And I'm not sure I've got the heart for this
Maybe that's the hardest part of it

[Chorus]
If we're brave enough
We won't save it up for later
Come on, show me what
Come on, show me what you're made of
I'll start the engine up
Come on, show me what you're made of
We're not damaged goods
Maybe we're just lonely people

[Verse 2]
Now I feel like we're total strangers, so what?
Monopoly minds following blind to danger
This feels like a race against the clock, tick tock
And all of our tears are rolling off silver medals