| Song | Hard For Young Lovers |
| Artist | The Cinematics |
| Album | Love And Terror |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You told me you were leaving | |
| With a note pinned to my bookcase | |
| You said you could not bring yourself | |
| To tell me to my face | |
| Too many cold summers have passed | |
| Since we were last in love | |
| And i’ve laboured too long in the rain for too little | |
| You need more now than i can give | |
| More than i can show for the time i’ve spent | |
| With my brothers-in-arms but trouble and pain | |
| You said you left your share of the rent | |
| Between victor hugo and maynard keynes | |
| I just miss you | |
| There’s nothing left round here | |
| And i just miss you | |
| Times are hard for young lovers | |
| And i just miss you | |
| You told me not to try and find you | |
| If i ever cared about you | |
| If i could, i’d remind you | |
| Of the fine times i will have without you | |
| I’d love to say you’ve been a fool | |
| But i don’t know that i could say it and mean it | |
| The truth is you’re a saint to have seen it this far | |
| Just sitting, staring at the walls with me | |
| I’ve got nowhere to be tomorrow | |
| Maybe at the bottom of the river | |
| The state that i’m in, no mortal sin | |
| Could hold me here now | |
| Now the union’s set a course for sorrow | |
| Maybe i’ll paint pictures of my father | |
| You know i had to make a stand | |
| If that old beast had to die | |
| Did they have to stab it with that glint in their eye? | |
| Did they have to look so bloody happy? | |
| I just miss you | |
| There’s nothing left round here | |
| And i just miss you | |
| Times are hard for young lovers | |
| And i just miss you |
| You told me you were leaving | |
| With a note pinned to my bookcase | |
| You said you could not bring yourself | |
| To tell me to my face | |
| Too many cold summers have passed | |
| Since we were last in love | |
| And i' ve laboured too long in the rain for too little | |
| You need more now than i can give | |
| More than i can show for the time i' ve spent | |
| With my brothersinarms but trouble and pain | |
| You said you left your share of the rent | |
| Between victor hugo and maynard keynes | |
| I just miss you | |
| There' s nothing left round here | |
| And i just miss you | |
| Times are hard for young lovers | |
| And i just miss you | |
| You told me not to try and find you | |
| If i ever cared about you | |
| If i could, i' d remind you | |
| Of the fine times i will have without you | |
| I' d love to say you' ve been a fool | |
| But i don' t know that i could say it and mean it | |
| The truth is you' re a saint to have seen it this far | |
| Just sitting, staring at the walls with me | |
| I' ve got nowhere to be tomorrow | |
| Maybe at the bottom of the river | |
| The state that i' m in, no mortal sin | |
| Could hold me here now | |
| Now the union' s set a course for sorrow | |
| Maybe i' ll paint pictures of my father | |
| You know i had to make a stand | |
| If that old beast had to die | |
| Did they have to stab it with that glint in their eye? | |
| Did they have to look so bloody happy? | |
| I just miss you | |
| There' s nothing left round here | |
| And i just miss you | |
| Times are hard for young lovers | |
| And i just miss you |
| You told me you were leaving | |
| With a note pinned to my bookcase | |
| You said you could not bring yourself | |
| To tell me to my face | |
| Too many cold summers have passed | |
| Since we were last in love | |
| And i' ve laboured too long in the rain for too little | |
| You need more now than i can give | |
| More than i can show for the time i' ve spent | |
| With my brothersinarms but trouble and pain | |
| You said you left your share of the rent | |
| Between victor hugo and maynard keynes | |
| I just miss you | |
| There' s nothing left round here | |
| And i just miss you | |
| Times are hard for young lovers | |
| And i just miss you | |
| You told me not to try and find you | |
| If i ever cared about you | |
| If i could, i' d remind you | |
| Of the fine times i will have without you | |
| I' d love to say you' ve been a fool | |
| But i don' t know that i could say it and mean it | |
| The truth is you' re a saint to have seen it this far | |
| Just sitting, staring at the walls with me | |
| I' ve got nowhere to be tomorrow | |
| Maybe at the bottom of the river | |
| The state that i' m in, no mortal sin | |
| Could hold me here now | |
| Now the union' s set a course for sorrow | |
| Maybe i' ll paint pictures of my father | |
| You know i had to make a stand | |
| If that old beast had to die | |
| Did they have to stab it with that glint in their eye? | |
| Did they have to look so bloody happy? | |
| I just miss you | |
| There' s nothing left round here | |
| And i just miss you | |
| Times are hard for young lovers | |
| And i just miss you |