I don't know what to do with you,
I don't know what to do without you
So im going to love you im I'm 70 and kiss you
twice as much
I'll give you back rubs when you're sore and make you mr.noodles when we're away from our families on thanksgiving because I know you did that this year
Even though we both probably wouldnt go to them if we had the chance
I'd rather be with you
Talking about all the good things in our childhood to drown out the bad
You dont have much to say and it kills me to see the pain
So when you look at me and im looking at your chest, or your hands
Its because I want to be there
I want to wrap myself around your demons and  suffocate them until the first thing you remember about your mother isnt the dissaprovement but her smile and that story about your fathers strength is no longer going to be haunted by what he did behind closed doors