Every time you go away, I get scared, even though I know, wherever you go, I'm there. And, when I try to sit you down, and try to tell you I care, it always turns into a speech about how life's not fair. Tiny vodkas on a plane, reality's our show

Don't even try to harmonize. Just sing the same key with me. And, please, put up with me. At least, look up at me, when I'm down. And, then, you'll fall. And, I'll come around. And, then, I'll fall. And, I'll come around

If I could stop writing sad songs, I would. I would just grow up and be happy; it would be so good. When I'm feeling like a stranger in my own neighborhood, I don't know. Scanning pastures for the goats, we pass my dad's old school

Don't even try to harmonize. Just sing in the same key as me. And, please, put up with me. At least, look up at me, when I'm down. And, then you'll fall. And, I'll come around. And, then I'll fall, when you're down. And, then I'll fall. And, I'll come around. And, then, I'll fall. And, I'll come around.