Lyrics:

My wrist itches
My head aches
I had my stitches pulled
By the wedding cake
My blood's in the sink
It's not what you think
I'll be ok
I'm a me
More than a we
Is that what you need?
Answer me
Is your uncle gray?
Does he drive into your dreams
And then go away?
A throbbing pulse
We're all not adults
When we're alone