We’ve both got a million bad habits to kick, not sleeping is one. We’re biting our nails, you’re biting my lip, I’m biting my tongue.

Don’t you think that is boring how people talk

We might be hollow, but we’re brave

Let me in the ring. I’ll show you what that big word means.

As soon as you say it about a record, you’re like some little zombie in a funny dungeon.

You’re the only friend I need Sharing beds like little kids And laughing ’til our ribs get tough But that will never be enough You’re the only friend I need Sharing beds like little kids...

it feels so scary getting old.