I admit that I stayed in the nest for too long
At least I never really fell out of it
We came home and we sat upon the couch
And turned off until we began to enjoy it
Well, well, well, well
We watched the room fall apart around us
Dust up in the corners, heads sewn to co-dependence
Oliver Sack's sitting on a stack of books in the kitchen
Our cats are watching Law and Order
Someone told me in a dream I had
"Love sans maturity is suicidal tendency"
So sick of the feel of this shit, it's a bottomless pit
And you're never gonna climb out of it
But we did well
We did well, we did well, we did well
We did well not to listen
Not to listen, not to listen, not to listen
I thought to listen
I thought to listen
I thought to listen