All Of This - The Naked And Famous

I can’t begin to explain

How we disassemble

The parts and frame

Maybe it’s the same late morning?

The same no-show?

«It's the same fucking habits…»

I guess we don’t know

All of this is tearing us apart

I don’t know where us or this start

All of this is tearing us apart

I don’t know where us or this start

If there’s anyone near when we collide

We throw them in the middle

They can pick sides

As the plans turn into compromise

The promises all turn to lies

The spite builds up and I can’t get through

Passive me, aggressive you

I know I nag, I moan I know

But with a plan like this it’s way too slow

In the time it took to get this bad

I could’ve made this work but all I had

Was the hope that pieces would take shape

And we could watch them all fall into place

Fall into place

All of this is tearing us apart

I don’t know where us or this start

All of this is tearing us apart

I don’t know where us or this start