Feelin awful ain’t hard to do… but then again it ain't easy
Stealin chuckles can be such a fkkn chore, when instead it should be a breeze-y…ohhh
It’s such a tease-y…. Take it, nice and sleazy now

Sometimes I feel like a stick in the mud………sometimes I feel like an ugly tramp.
When I’m deep in abysmal depths, you’ll be my little flower growing in the dark and the damp
At the bottom of the ramp, knock the shade from the lamp

And I know that love songs are the sappiest, but I’d love to encourage your happiness, and mitigate the crappiness, so would ya save a hug for me, cut a rug with me, look at bugs with me?

Sometimes friends can feel so far away when they’re the only thing left holding back the kill.
But I’ve got ten bucks and I’ve got my bike, and I’ll meet you at the old arcade at the bottom of the hill
Or at your window sill, or anywhere ya will

Friends can be like cicadas, they'll disappear then reemerge after seventeen years
When ya bust up from the ground, gimme a call, don’t be surprised that I’m still here.
I’ve always been near, oh my darling, oh my dear.

And I know that love songs are the sappiest, but I’d love to encourage your happiness, and mitigate the crappiness, so would ya save a hug for me, cut a rug with me, look at bugs with me?

My great grandfather was known to say, growing old ain’t for the weak of heart
The fine print in insurance claims the fine print of falling apart
So grab your shopping carts and gather up all your lose and broken parts
I don’t really like singing this song, the associated emotions make me feel kinda sad
But I really really really want you to know, that knowing you makes me so glad, you make me so glad. I think you’re so, so fkkn rad

And I know that love songs are the sappiest, but I’d love to encourage your happiness, and mitigate the crappiness, so would ya save a hug for me, cut a rug with me, look at bugs with me?

So take my hand, hunny, we could start a band
We could play a house show, I swear you’ll never be alone
So take a tight grip, we’re gonna make it through this shit

Together on and on, on and on, on and on

So take my hand, hunny, we could start a band
We could play a house show, I swear you’ll never be alone
Together on and on, together on and on
So take a tight grip, we’re gonna make it through this shit
We’re gonna make it through this shit
Through this shit
Through this shit
Through this shit
We’re gonna make it through this shit