Billy Raffoul - What Lovers Do

I wouldn't have love you had I known
What it feels like when you are gone
Now I don't recognize your road
And it's a longer drive home

I'm supposed to hate you
I'm supposed to want to curse your name
But I don't feel that way

These were the best years of my whole life
And I owe them all to you
Wish you well, I'm thinking I just might
Isn't that what lovers do?
Isn't that what lovers do?

Cut my hair and change my clothes
Rearrange the icons on my phone
So that I'm not on patrol
There's nothing wrong with moving on

How am I supposed to hate you?
How am I supposed to want to curse your name?
When I don't feel that way

These were the best years of my whole life
And I owe them all to you
Wish you well, I'm thinking I just might
Isn't that what lovers do?
Isn't that what lovers do?
Isn't that what lovers do?
Isn't that what lovers do?