i don't need them as friends just to hold our hands
can you come today?
well, our old selves are dead
our old selves are dead
i wasn't playing when i said i would bite off your head
we'll flip in reply when my anger out ways my judgment
you are older than me which means we can only be friends
so what's your excuses for all the things that you've said,
those things that you said?
darling, do we play favorites til our pupils run dry?
our self-inflicted pain, self-inflicted pain at best
darling, do we play favorites til our pupils run dry?
our self-inflicted pain, self-inflicted pain is what we trust
be our old selves again,
be our old selves again.