So I must thank you for the last six years And I know sometimes Sometimes we need a place for our own But there's always someone on our couch And I know someday we'll get old But I'll still die With every bill we must to pay Or when we need to buy a new car But I don't mind, maybe I will not fuckin mind And I know there's nights you want me to go This house won't seem so empty now But who's gonna be the first one to cross that door? Good night Sleep tight Good night Sleep tight