| We'll be fine I'm sure | |
| Just use the other door | |
| I wanna have a house like they did | |
| We wrestled till we cried | |
| They ****ed our state of mind | |
| Don't celebrate me because I'm jaded | |
| Welcome to the storm | |
| We're babies till we're born | |
| Then adults from our first day breathing | |
| Our innocence was staged | |
| The jewellery all got paid | |
| I'd lock it but it's not worth stealing | |
| When the drunks start singing this way | |
| Babies got the best dress stained | |
| Hope you got a minute | |
| Hope you want me in it | |
| For the long haul | |
| All night long | |
| We'll be fine I'm told | |
| Together we'll grow old | |
| So kiss me till the last train's leaving | |
| Then stand yourself by me | |
| We'll fall until we're free | |
| This helium prefers no ceiling | |
| When the drunks start singing this way | |
| Babies got the best dress stained | |
| I hope you got a minute | |
| Hope you want me in it | |
| For the long haul | |
| All night long | |
| It must get better than this | |
| Cause as far as I can see | |
| The world belongs to me | |
| There's a place at your table with my name on | |
| When we walk | |
| They roll the carpet out at our feet | |
| And when we talk | |
| They gather around in chairs on the street | |
| Cause we're the kings of imagining things | |
| When the drunks start singing this way | |
| Babies got her best dress stained | |
| I hope you got a minute | |
| Hope you want me in it | |
| For the long haul | |
| All night long | |
| When the drunks start singing this way | |
| Babies got her best dress stained | |
| Hope you got a minute | |
| Hope you want me in it | |
| For the long haul | |
| All night long | |
| We'll be fine I'm sure | |
| Just use the other door | |
| I wanna have a house like they did |