Turtleneck

I want us to do things while we're supposed to do things
 You're a peach, i take a bite
 I don't care if we fight
 Sleep on yr fathers' couch
 Turn eachother inside out
 Make yr room hideout
 Feel nothing, feel nothing
 Feeling so goddamn lame
 Parents are embarassing
 Can we smoke in the tub?
 I always need a haircut
 So what, so what i'm crumbling?
 So what, so what i'm crumbling?
 So what, so what i'm crumbling?
 So what
 You wear yr black turtleneck
 I want you so what the heck
 I want our faces to touch
 I'm sorry i'm sorry
 Eat chips in yr underwear
 Lying to the internet
 Pretending that we're best friends
 So what, so what i'm crumbling?
 So what, so what i'm crumbling?
 So what, so what i'm crumbling?
 So what
 You wear yr black turtleneck
 I want you so what the heck
 I want our faces to touch
 I'm sorry
 I'm sorry
 Our faces got pretty close
 They don't touch like i thought they might
 But that's ok with me
 I could die and be ok