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...