(telephone message) Hey you, do you remember me? Fifteen sitting in a graveyard talking about the history Are you sleeping well at night? Your eyes are closed and the window's down but your thoughts are not in flight Let the (?) Her thoughts collide like waves A voice is in her head And this is what it said: I'm your new best friend Yeah i'm your new haircut Yeah i'm the open hole that burns down your neck and into your gut And now it's cold outside And your screams are loud And i'm trying to wrap up I find it hard (?) to the ground Hey you, do you remember me? Seventeen lying on a bed now we're making history Did you hear the news today? I'm leaving home with the (?) (?) i thought i'd say goodbye (?) I'm your new best friend Yeah i'm your new haircut Yeah i'm the open hole that burns down your neck and into your gut And now it's cold outside And your screams are loud And i'm trying to wrap up I find it hard (?) to the ground Hey you, do you still think of me me? Nineteen sitting on a beach Clutching a bottle of history Are you still singing songs at night? I heard that one that you wrote for me oh your voice was so pretty Let the voice out their pain Let the dreams just slip away Let the liars howl at night Under darkened lamplight I'm your new best friend Yeah i'm your new haircut Yeah i'm the open hole that burns down your neck and into your gut And now it's cold outside And your screams are loud And i'm trying to wrap up I find it hard (?) to the ground I'm your new best friend Yeah i'm your new haircut Yeah i'm the open hole that burns down your neck and into your gut And now it's cold outside And your screams are loud And i'm trying to wrap up I find it hard to (?) to the ground