You'll be holding all the tickets and I'll be paying all the fines

Who's gonna love you?
Who's gonna fall far behind?

So, when it comes to songs such as the above, it is quite tragically painfully difficult to remember, three to four years on, quite how much they meant to you. Once all your friends, your falacies and your foes start raving about itm and the facebook status' that used to be obscure soon become predictable...

Once theings as lovely and pure and raw and as wonderfully wordily, lyrically and luxuriously lovely as this end up trending on twitter and being tattooed on indie/emo girl's fat thighs, they lose that certain je ne sais quoi...

But, then again, Skinny Love, even now, means the world to me, and more.