Old Flame - Arcade Fire

You knew in five minutes,

But I knew in a sentence

You knew in five minutes,

But I knew in a sentence

So why do we go through all of this again?

Your eyes are flutterin'

Such pretty wings.

A moth, flyin' into the

Same old flame again

It never ends

It’s not like I dropped the bomb,

on my conscience mom

It takes fightin' day and night

to make such a good thing die

Out, everyone out

I give too much shit at home

In my heart and mind

It gets me every time

So why do we go

Through all this shit again

Your eyes are Flutterin'

Such pretty wings.

A moth flyin' into me

The same old flame again

It never ends