Listen to that sound of something in your ear Pulls you sounds so Shakespearean Tugs you wish you were here We're all you've got till your wedding day Falls through the ground and leaves you feeling wetter So long to sweet goodbyes they never last that long So long to Shakespeare wish you were here In the making of your life there's a part of you that just won't seem to try Don't stop the red light or you might confess it to your life something irresponsible to you am young and going numb from growing up on the inside you believe and that I am nothing catch your breath. We like your style And we will confess to address until we collapse