Got to be quiet so that you won't wake up Cause if you do I won't know how to handle you I don't know you, only met a few times but I like you I think I do I'd like to know you better, so I could give you more of me Kind of helpless Pretty tired You've got my blood We're related Some accidents Something funny, that we laugh about sometimes Last winter we went riding garbage sacks You are sleeping I hardly dare to move You can say so many evil things Well everybody do