Ribs
The drink you spilt all over meLovers Spit left on repeatMy mom and dad let me stay homeIt drives you crazy, getting oldWe can talk it so goodWe can make it so divineWe can talk it goodHow you wish it would be all the time
The drink you spilt all over meLovers Spit left on repeatMy mom and dad let me stay homeIt drives you crazy, getting old
This dream isn't feeling sweetWe're reeling through the midnight streetsAnd I've never felt more aloneIt feels so scary getting oldWe can talk it so goodWe can make it so divineWe can talk it goodHow you wish it would be all the time
This dream isn't feeling sweetWe're reeling through the midnight streetsAnd I've never felt more aloneIt feels so scary getting old
You're the only friend I needSharing beds like little kidsI will laugh until my ribs get toughBut that will never be enough