They say you was an old soul
They say a lot of things
They say you had your own goal
And pull a lot of strings

They said you was no class
That you was an 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 kept a lot of wings

Like I'm in a shot glass
Like I'm in a hot flask
I knew that love could not last
With an old soul like you

Why does hammering in my head
I can't hear myself think
Why am I living half a life and you're only half it?
Old soul
Old soul
I thought you was a sweet child
I think a lot of things
You led me on a ride so wild
Old bumper cars and swings

You swore that you were high class
But you brought me down so low, so fast
I knew that love could not last
With an old soul like you
With an old soul like you
An old soul like you
Like you