• Your ripped jeans and my band tees
    Theres a hole in every pair.
    Your guitar and my cherry chapstick
    My fingers tangled in your hair
    Our Chuck taylors, worn and old
    Seen it all, they last the cold.
    Your singing and my drawings
    You pinned them to the walls.
    This home we live is dull and broken
    so we take it all out on the road.
    Miles and miles we travel far
    Just where we're going, we dont know.
    Fridgerator sometimes empty
    Like a gas tank, sometimes on E.
    But its okay, if i have you
    Ill stay here forever if your with me.
    [so]Pick up that guitar and play
    Ill draw and sing for you all day
    Ill color on your ripped up jeans
    And You'll tackle me just as you please;
    I'll kiss you when the rain is falling,
    you'll kiss me when the sky is blue,
    I'll love you just until forever
    and baby, [how] you know thats true.