Lyrics Future Lovers (Soft) - Beck Pete

You said, "It wasn't wrong"
Back when I turned you on
Back when you wanted more
Back pressed against the wall

Said it when we first spoke
Fine print was too small
Broke rules just by default
Woke up, I watched you watch me fall

And I must have missed
When you whispered it
I know rules were bent
But it's simple as this
We both like to kiss
So, let's play pretend

For our future lovers
Let's practice real romance
Fuck up, then recover
Give a second chance
For our future soul mates
Let's lose track of our hands
Study how we vibrate
Make future plans

We didn't stand a chance
We didn't stand a chance

You kept me on your arm
With words that turned me on
Like interesting and strong
Just white noise all along

Strategic interference
When you whispered it
I know rules were bent
But it's simple as this
We both like to kiss
So, let's play pretend

For our future lovers
Let's practice real romance
Fuck up, then recover
Give a second chance
For our future soul mates
Let's lose track of our hands
Study how we vibrate
Make future plans

We didn't stand a chance
We didn't stand a chance

Mesmerized by our darkest sides
Just chasing high, highs

We didn't stand a chance
Plagiarized romantics lies
Just reciting lines

For our future lovers
Let's practice real romance
Fuck up, then recover
Give a second chance
For our future soul mates
Let's lose track of our hands
Study how we vibrate
Make future plans

For our future lovers
Let's practice real romance
Fuck up, then recover
Give a second chance
For our future soul mates
Let's lose track of our hands
Study how we vibrate
Make future plans

We didn't stand a chance
We didn't stand a chance
We didn't stand a chance
We didn't stand a chance