It's very fu*king hard to see the goddamn point today
I feel like eating something microwaved
‘n blowing off all of my appointments
I don’t have a song for this, or a plan
I got a blanket fort to hide in
It doesn't offer much protection but
Baby, if you want, you can join it
‘Cuz I like you and if I don't always like me
Well at least you do do do do do do do do
I like you and it smells like something’s burning
But at least we two do do do do do do doo
Whoa whoa oh...
Remember all the days when we were
Scared of sharks and quicksand?
Now the smoky summer haze has got us
Bracin' for the wasteland
There is not a song for this, or a plan
Only blanket forts to hide in
And they don't offer much protection, but
Baby, hold my hand holdmyhand holdmyhand holdmyhandholdmyhand
‘Cuz I like you...
I like you and if you don't always like you
Well I promise to, do do do do do do do
I like you and when everything is burning
Well at least we two we two we two, whoa whoa oh...