Keep it in your bedroom museum
We'll trash the place to keep it clean
Bury it with my dog in the yard
Paste it up on four little walls
Your attic and the hallowed halls
Echo with whatever we'll discard
They took our tree to the burnin' yard
We took our chances with countin' cards
I dial and dial but you don't hear a thing
These aren't just words to toss around
We'll build a house to burn it down
Carve it in your bedpost like it's scripture
But it's only gonna kill you if you let it
But you're only gonna win if you're bettin'
Facedown on your bedroom floor
How sweet the sound, how clean and pure
Save it for a teenaged mausoleum
Hungrier than ever before
But I don't dare to ask for more
The years go by, dilute it with a scream
Scattered on the holy ground
We'll build a house and burn it down
Carve it in your bedpost like it's scripture
Blink, you'll miss her
On your wedding day, won't you save me a card?
'Cause one day, we'll be
Living in the same old city
And I'll say, "let's start a band"
And mean it really
You can kick a girl while she's down
I'm sure that I'll see you around
Don't tell me you've forgotten
How it feels to be an optimist
Come here, won't you give me a kiss goodbye?
It never won't make my father cry
But it's only gonna kill you if you let it
You're always gonna win what you're bettin'
