We could never decide the simple things
Like if our love should last through Spring
And the skies ain't so cute
When I'm laying on my back
And you're kicking me
Through and through
And life it just isn't so simplistic
That's the thing I think you missed it
I'll hold your hand when we hang downtown
I'll be your friend when you're feeling down
I'll hold your hand till your skin grows old
Till the skin falls off your very bones
Don't be shy
Rip your nails into my skin
Blow me kisses in the wind
I've been spending all that time
On the couch where you died
I'll hold your hand when we hang downtown
I'll be your friend when you're feeling down
I'll hold your hand till your skin grows old
Till the skin falls off your very bones
I'll hold your hand when we hang downtown
I'll be your friend when you're feeling down
I'll hold your hand till your skin grows old
Till the skin falls off your very bones