We were living at the bottom of an iceberg, baby!
Of an iceberg!
We were sloppy with our timing
Now I'm finding it's impossible to trust you
Living in an old world
Breathing as the mould builds, baby!
I can see you like the struggle
Mine is double when you're looking back
Maybe we can turn it around? No

You can't touch anything new
(Sucking the old world dry)
You know it wouldn't happen if it weren't true
(Sucking the old world dry)

There's a nice spot of shade on an old grave, baby!
On an old grave!
We can lay down ugly flowers
For the hours that we didn't want to save
Well, the future isn't mine but I'll be fine
With the memory of a good time
Because we can't touch anything new now, baby!
Now it's impossible as something to do

You can't touch anything new
(Sucking the old world dry)
You know it wouldn't happen if it weren't true
(Sucking the old world dry)