When I’m 18 and you’re 22
I might just have a bone to pick with you
You’re sweet soft smile has turned to piss and rain
And the pitter patter on my door is driving me insane
And I can’t sleep due to years of apathy
And staying up all night with thoughts regarding you and me
It’s not that I don’t care; I just don’t have the energy
I’d rather wait here for death to fucking strangle me

And I don’t know what it is I’m without
And I don’t know what this world’s all about
If you hold on to me I’ll hold on to you
And we can drop some nukes into the big ocean blue

When I’m 28 and you’re 32
We probably won’t know each other any who.
You’ll be a web designer in the suburbs with one kid
And have a wife that loves you more than I ever did
And I’ll still play guitar in an attempt to pay my rent
And have a lame ass boyfriend that wonders where my money’s spent
But before this all happens we can leave the world behind
Blow up the whole damned thing and run while we still have the time

And I don’t know what it is I’m without
And I don’t know what this world’s all about
If you hold on to me I’ll hold on to you
And we can drop some nukes into the big ocean blue

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