Pre & Post

We sit for an hour We sit for one more Talk about childhoods And we find out how scratched up we are From a series of confessions about how are When you leave you ask, "whatchya doing later?" Nothing at all Nothing at all We talk about songs We sing about talks One thing leads to another I've become a nightmare of my beating phase And you've seen your stuff in recent days For an answer we're just hurting from our rooms tonight Stuffy Et All, Bothered, Enthralled Friends on a line Time passes by Do you think that it means we'll grow apart Friends on a line Time passes by Do you think that it means we'll grow apart And we find out how scratched up we are From a series of confessions about how are When you leave you ask, "whatchya doing later?" Nothing at all Nothing at all