All the Plans

You were on the left with anger in your heart

I was on the right, too paranoid to start

We are much too young for anything to break

And all the plans we make, and all the plans we madeLet's get into the season where we can be ourselves

No rhyme or any reason, no stories left to tell

We are much too young for anything to break

And all the plans we make, and all the plans we madeI warned you not to go on cherishing your broken heart

So put that last drink down and find a better place to start

I want to win your heart, I want to win your heartI warned you not to go on cherishing your broken heart

So put that last drink down and find a better place to start