S’old Lyrics – Taking Back Sunday
You’re going to get s’old
You’re going to get so old
You’re going to get so old either way
Well I was at a loss
Call me conjecture
You seemed happy enough to have me stay
I am one of God’s great creatures
Cause science never lies, it only learns
And I could use a bit of both
A little less your high hopes
A little more your love
You’re going to get s’old
You’re going to get so old
You’re going to get so old either way
Either way
You’re going to get s’old
You’re going to get so old
You’re going to get so old either way
Well, either way
Used to be I stood a head taller
Long before your legs began to sway
Beneath the weight
Beneath the weight
I could use a bit of both
A little less your case load
A little more your love
You’re going to get s’old
You’re going to get so old
You’re going to get so old either way
You’re going to get s’old
You’re going to get so old
S’old
S’old
So old
So old
You’re going to get s’old
You’re going to get so old
You’re going to get so old either way
