Loved So Little - Matt Berninger

With your pulled down hair

And your punched up lips and your city-mouse voice

I should have know that we’d get into this

If I didn’t watch the signals

And now you’re leaning in the door

With your fired up skin and you look up free and

Telling me I’m in for it if I can’t keep up

It’s only god or devil where you’re running

And I’m always getting caught in the middle

It’s so hard to be loved so little

Time to whip out the phone why are people still calling

Don’t they know that we are never gonna buy another batshit story

About their kids in the garden

Better bring your fear of flying and your legs up on the brink

To the top of the stairs because I don’t wanna have to

Come down again to find you lighting up

Its only god or the devil where your running

And I’m always getting caught in the middle

It’s so hard to be loved so little

Its only god or the devil where your running

And I’m always getting caught in the middle

It’s so hard to be loved so little

Its only god or the devil where your running

And I’m always getting caught in the middle

It’s so hard to be loved so little