| You didn’t know me when you were a kid
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| In trouble at school, alone at lunch again
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| I didn’t know you when I broke my knee
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| Spent the summer on crutches and everybody teased
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| Except for this one friend I almost forgot
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| You didn’t know me, but he knew me best
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| The weight of my brain and the fear of my cold head
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| You never saw me, interred in the ice
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| My friend tried to melt, but he couldn’t thaw me out right
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| So I got ditched freezing, alone with my thoughts
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| And though I once said I was better off just being dead
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| Better off just being dead, without my old friend
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| True, I once said, I was better off just being dead
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| But I didn’t know you yet
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| You didn’t know me, but you got cold, too
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| And your mind was heavy, and you thought you might lose it
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| Well everything fucked up we both felt before
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| I’m glad for it all if it got us where we are
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| With you in the boat there, I almost forgot
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| How I once said I was better off just being dead
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| Better off just being dead, I didn’t know you yet
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| And you might’ve said, you were better off just being dead
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| But I’m looking out for you, my friend, I’m looking
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| I didn’t know you when you were a kid
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| But swimming with you, it sure feels like I did |