are you ready to go?
are you lying in bed?
are you telling half-truths
or are you feeling half-dead?
we take baby steps
we make baby fists
we awkwardly walk
we stumble and twist
i'm not gonna sing it
i won't even write it
i'm just gonna think it

are you ready to go?
are you under the sheets?
are they covered with words
or just covering feet?
i made up this song
for whoever cares
and if nobody does
whatever, it's there
i don't want to play it
i'll never record it
i'd rather just sit here

from our house to yours
we can't sing anymore
but we're singing for you
we'll do it for you

everyone:
we're not gonna sing it
we won't even write it
we're just gonna think it
we don't want to play it
we'll never record it
we'd rather just sit here