The Twistinside
We have been sleeping with the lights on
Just about every night
'Cause we are afraid what the dark might bring
I know, I know, it's just a childish fear
Grows and grows, wild in the middle of me
Let me get a new tattoo
Black and stretching around my arm
Like a life that is visible and real
I know, I know, stupid and immature
I just wanna give shape to the face
Twistinside both you and me
Breathing fire
Doesn't look good on a resume
Neither does anything else we do
Gotta get ready for the real world
Yeah, yeah, gotta grow up
Know I like to die for a while
Every day in the afternoon
I like to let the arms of a bar
Wrap around me tight
Just gonna sprawl in the front booth
Big drink above my head
Cross-eyed and smiling as I watch the world
Go twisting behind
I don't wanna die with you
Or live in the same dark room
I don't wanna see your bloodshot eyes
No more, no more
I just wanna take this girl
All curls and big brown eyes
Man, I can't take the pain of wanting her, needing her
I know the secret of your soul
And I just don't want to know
Yeah, man, we gotta grow up
Yeah, we gotta grow up, yeah, we gotta grow up
Yeah, we gotta grow up, yeah, we gotta grow up
Yeah, we gotta grow
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Yay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here we go, here we go
Here we go, here we go
Give her up today, give her up today
Give her up today, give her up today
I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna-
I can't take it, ah, take it
I can't take it
I can't take it
C'mon!
Just about every night
'Cause we are afraid what the dark might bring
I know, I know, it's just a childish fear
Grows and grows, wild in the middle of me
Let me get a new tattoo
Black and stretching around my arm
Like a life that is visible and real
I know, I know, stupid and immature
I just wanna give shape to the face
Twistinside both you and me
Breathing fire
Doesn't look good on a resume
Neither does anything else we do
Gotta get ready for the real world
Yeah, yeah, gotta grow up
Know I like to die for a while
Every day in the afternoon
I like to let the arms of a bar
Wrap around me tight
Just gonna sprawl in the front booth
Big drink above my head
Cross-eyed and smiling as I watch the world
Go twisting behind
I don't wanna die with you
Or live in the same dark room
I don't wanna see your bloodshot eyes
No more, no more
I just wanna take this girl
All curls and big brown eyes
Man, I can't take the pain of wanting her, needing her
I know the secret of your soul
And I just don't want to know
Yeah, man, we gotta grow up
Yeah, we gotta grow up, yeah, we gotta grow up
Yeah, we gotta grow up, yeah, we gotta grow up
Yeah, we gotta grow
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Yay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here we go, here we go
Here we go, here we go
Give her up today, give her up today
Give her up today, give her up today
I don't wanna do this anymore
I don't wanna-
I can't take it, ah, take it
I can't take it
I can't take it
C'mon!
Credits
Writer(s): Art Alexakis, Craig Montoya, Ralph Scott Cuthbert
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