"Our Song" lyrics

This ain't our song
These ain't our old selves
We get along well
You're hearing wedding bells

That ain't nothing like you
Sound nothing like you used to

So what it's 1:30?
You ain't asleep yet
Tell me your secrets, I'll tell
Everyone I meet them

Sounds like something I'd do
Tell me something that truthful
Something that useful
Probably make Youtube

Don't tell me you're breaking up
It must be reception here
Miss Kate, it's Prince Harry
'Cause I pull a "just married"
Don't make me your Clydesdale, dear

I ain't nothing not rude
Still bucking like I used to

Friends gotta let friends fight
Sometimes friends fight
Alright, still got your back
Even when you break a chair on mine

Like shit! Is it Monday night?
It ain't nothing unusual

And if I gotta fight you
Love you, or leave you
Boo, roll your sleeves up
Keep your hands up too

And if we gotta do this
Every single day of the year
I guess it's fair
We look nothing like we used to