Married Young Lyrics - Singles - Robbers On High Street

Married young, what's done is done 

Our hearts and hopes are soft and glistening 

We started playing house too soon it seems 

Our Swedish furnishings are splintering 

But who am I to preach this game we play? 

Roll in the hay with dreadful infidels 

Now sleuth's deduction need attain the way 

Our love so bold, incendiary and new 

What are we to do? 

So t-t-trust me, trust me, dear 

Your mom and papa hold me dear 

We make mistakes, we make mix tapes 

Our love is a young, wholesome and healthy enterprise 

Is there a sliding scale in hell? 

Does the devil grade on a curve? 

I wonder who'll be the first to burn in this beautiful decay 

But your path will still remain economy, econo you 

Married young, what's done is done 

Married young, what's done is done 

We're too young and we believe 

We'll be our first, our only 

We're too young, we peak too soon 

Oh, what are we to do? 

What are we to do? 

What are we to do?