We run back home

I'm thirteen

Just waiting for the payoff

This house smells like

Old routines

And daddy just got laid off

We traced stencils on the wall

It's fun until it isn't

You get bored and I get taller

'Til this room won't fit us

Follow the grass to the street

The cardboard box we turned into a sled

Dancing in the glow of the TV screen

It'll be us until the end

I force you to film me sing

Some random song I made up

Mom is gone for work again

The babysitter feeds us

We're too old for this

We have iPhones now

And I'm pretty sure Barbara stays home alone

Whеn her mom goes out

We'rе too old to have fun the way we used to at thirteen

But we've always been who we'll always be

Follow the grass to the street

The cardboard box we turned into a sled

Dancing in the glow of the TV screen

It'll be us until the end

The end