are you ready to go? are you lying in bed? are you telling half-truths or are you feeling half-dead? we take baby steps we make baby fists we awkwardly walk we stumble and twist i'm not gonna sing it i won't even write it i'm just gonna think it are you ready to go? are you under the sheets? are they covered with words or just covering feet? i made up this song for whoever cares and if nobody does whatever, it's there i don't want to play it i'll never record it i'd rather just sit here from our house to yours we can't sing anymore but we're singing for you we'll do it for you everyone: we're not gonna sing it we won't even write it we're just gonna think it we don't want to play it we'll never record it we'd rather just sit here