Music: Gui Boratto/Daniel Goldstein/Jill Valerie Beisheim
Your hands on my pulse
Trying to figure me out
My chest but your breath
Trying to fill me up with your love
But I'm howling
All I ever learned about love
Is to doubt it
All I ever learned about love
Is to doubt it
To doubt it
To doubt it
(All I ever learned about love)
(Is to doubt it)
(All I ever learned about love)
No one's gonna teach us how to feel alright
No one's gonna teach us how to soothe our minds
We are still kids sometimes
We are still kids sometimes
No one's gonna teach us how to do it right
No one's gonna teach us how to soothe our minds
We are still kids sometimes
We are still kids sometimes
No one's gonna teach us how to feel alright
No one's gonna teach us how to soothe our minds
We are still kids sometimes
We are still kids sometimes
No one's gonna teach us how to do it right
No one's gonna teach us how to soothe our minds
We are still kids sometimes
We are still kids sometimes
(All I ever learned about love)
(Is to doubt it)
(All I ever learned about love)
Your hands on my pulse
Trying to figure me out
My chest but your breath
Trying to fill me up with your love
But I'm howling
All I ever learned about love
Is to doubt it
All I ever learned about love
Is to doubt it
To doubt it
To doubt it
To doubt it (All I ever learned about love)
(Is to doubt it)
(All I ever learned about love)
No one's gonna teach us how to feel alright
No one's gonna teach us how to soothe our minds
We are still kids sometimes
We are still kids sometimes (All I ever learned about love)
No one's gonna teach us how to do it right
No one's gonna teach us how to soothe our minds
We are still kids sometimes
We are still kids sometimes