See, the thing about these days Is you meet someone, they think they know who you are Give the popular opinion Then you tear it up in the back of the vintage store And they hurt you, they desert you in apathetic intervals See, the thing about these days is I need someone Someone one who reminds me of A sweet heroine Pulsin' through my veins like it ain't a sin Thinkin' 'bout buyin' you a diamond ring But I won't fall in love Sweet heroine I got you in my throat like you're medicine I say to myself, "I'm in control of it" But I won't fall in love Okay See, the thing about these days Is I really need to fuckin' call up my mum Saw my father cry one time And I must admit, it really twisted me up And it hurts you and it burns you Learnin' everything ain't what it seems That's the thing about these days I need something to sew me up by the seams again Like sweet heroine Pulsin' through my veins like it ain't a sin Thinkin' 'bout buyin' you a diamond ring But I won't fall in love Sweet heroine I got you in my throat like you're medicine Sayin' to myself, "I'm in control of it" But I won't fall in love Yeah, sweet heroine Pulsin' through my veins like it ain't a sin Thinkin' 'bout buyin' you a diamond ring But I won't fall in love Sweet heroine I got you in my throat like you're medicine I say to myself, "I'm in control of it" But I won't fall in love