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