Lyrics

I learnt a lesson at 12 years old
Stamp your letters!
Because I wrote one to get her so that we’d be together
Together forever
Or at least till 13

But she didn’t receive it and I couldn’t believe that I didn’t realise for 6 whole years.
That lesson lead me here
And lifes good

Love can’t be touched by a sign of affection
It’s type of infection
And it needs your attention
I can’t rely on useless ambition
I can’t make decisions and upon more revision
One thing I’ve learnt this year
Lifes good with you here

Lifes good with you here oh
‘cause your eyes they are perfect, and I don’t deserve it.
The way you say my name, it’s the best way I’ve heard it.

A lesson at 16 was don’t make your own nickname
Don’t use it as your pseudonym or use it to reel them in
Because the girls weren’t impressed.
I spent years being stressed.
But those years they have shaped how I dress.
And lifes good.

Love can’t be touched by a sign of affection
It’s type of infection
And it needs your attention
I can’t rely on useless ambition
I can’t make decisions and upon more revision
One thing I’ve learnt this year
Lifes good with you here in my arms
I know, I know
I’m not even slightly alarmed
I know I know