text: How we dont know how to sing
  I can barely play this thing
  But you never seem to mind
  When you tell me to fuck off
  When I need somebody to
  How you make me laugh so hard
  How whole years refuse to stay
  Where we told them to, bad dog
  Locked up whining in a word
  Or a misplaced souvenir
  How the past chews on your shoes
  And these memories lick my ear
  I know
  You might roll your eyes at this
  But Im so
  Glad that you exist
  How we waste our precious time
  Marching in the picket lines
  That surround those striking hearts
  And the time is never now
  And we know who we should love
  But were never certain how
  I know
  You might roll your eyes at this
  But Im so
  Glad that you exist