You know that I want to wonder   About the stars that you collect and store   You know that I would if you just asked me   The same as I did before   And as the image makes out   It's nothing to me   But if you've got time   For spinning around, you may as well be   Leave it on the line      Don't teach me to write songs, it takes so long   And we won't talk, it's just so old   And we're so young   But it's not fun anymore      And so can I ride along to your shelf   And then ignore your goodnight   Just so the pieces of old toys can collect like your nothing might   The pretext that you live with is going to give you   All the ideas you need   To tie bundles of letters with your hands down   But never concede      That we could not be strong, it takes so long   And we won't talk, it's just so old   And we're so young but it's not fun anymore      That we could not be strong, it takes so long   And we won't talk, it's just so old   And we're so young but it's not fun anymore      Don't teach me to write songs it takes so long   And we won't talk, it's just so old   And we're so young but it's not fun anymore      Old and we're so young but it's not fun anymore   Old and we're so young but it's not fun anymore