We have been sleeping with the lights on. Just about every night. Because we are afraid of what the dark might bring. I know I know it's just a childish fear. That grows and grows wild in the middle of me. . I'm gonna get a new tattoo. Black and stretching around my arm. Like a life that is visible and real. I know I know it's stupid and immature. I just want to give shape to the face. That twists inside both you and me. . Breathing fire -- doesn't look good on a resume. Neither does anything else we do. We got to get ready for the real world. Yeah yeah we got to grow up. . You know I like to die for awhile. Everyday in the afternoon. I like to let the arms of a bar. Wrap around me tight. I'm just going to sprawl in the front booth. Big drink above my head. Cross eyed and smiling as I watch the world. Go twisting by. . I don't want to die with you. Or live in the same dark room. I don't want to see your bloodshot eyes no more no more. I just want to take this girl -- all curls and big brown eyes. Man I can't take the pain of wanting her needing her. I know the secret of your soul. And I just don't want to know --. Yeah man we got to grow up. .