Robbers On High Street - Married Young lyrics

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 No sleuth's deduction need attain the way Our love so bold, incendiary and new What are we to do? So trust me, trust me, trust me dear Your mom and papa hold me dear We make mistakes we make mix tapes Our love's a young, wholesome, 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 you 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. What are me to do?