| Time Out! |
|---|
| 'Cause I still see |
| With the same green eyes from when I was a kid |
| Young and scared of the world |
| 'Cause I still kiss |
| With the same chapped lips from when i was six |
| And I still feel |
| With the same frail fingers, does my scent linger |
| In the linen sheets of your bed |
| I’m still full of shit, you don’t buy a word that I say |
| But it’s okay, I wouldn’t either |
