Everything's sour When you're not around To make everything softer So I don't feel so down And we'll drive through all the houses and the beach Climb up in the trees And you can talk about all the shit you like Take the subway home on a Monday night Everything's gloomy When you're not around To make everything funny So I don't feel so down And we'll stop for coffee on our way to the train Sit along the window And look at the trees we climbed yesterday And we'll get a dog, we'll name her [?] Everything's sour When you're not around To make еverything softer So I don't feel so down Everything's gloomy Whеn you're not around To make everything sunny So I don't feel so down I think about us at night But it never ends how I'd like My body's not made of anything good Nobody will love me like you should I think about you all the time And the twelve speeds on Kevin's bike Now I feel like I am losing touch I can feel my fingers falling off