When we were kids

I really liked your bunk beds

You'd lie on the floor

I’d gaze at you from the top deck

Show me your appendix scar

I could show you nothing

Except my red, red, red, red face

Let's make t-shirts

My dad's got a t-shirt making machine

You can have your name in fancy lettering

I will have rock on [?]

Let’s make t-shirts

My dad's got a t-shirt making machine

You can have your name in fancy lettering

I'll have a shiny silver border on mine

I remember last Christmas

I really wanted to be with you

I kissed you on Christmas Eve

You said you cried the whole night through

I bought you a bracelet

You brought me nothing

So I was cruel to you on Boxing Day

Let's make sweet love

We are both sixteen it'll be so good

Let's do it to Hatful of Hollow

A pregnancy scare will surely follow

Let's make sweet love

We are both sixteen it'll be so good

Let’s do it to Hatful of Hollow

A pregnancy scare will surely follow

If we were still kids

I’d try to do things differently

We'd lie on the couch

And pray for time to [?] on that Christmas Eve

I’d take your hand in mine

And try to make your demons disappear

And you'd remember when I said

Let's make t-shirts

My dad's got a t-shirt making machine

You can have your name in fancy lettering

I will have rock on [?]

Let’s make t-shirts

My dad's got a t-shirt making machine

You can have your name in fancy lettering

I'll have a shiny silver border on mine