My teeth mean nothing to me Unless I am in-between shoulders Your laugh, I'm weak in the back seat Where I'm smiling Trespassing in old buildings Doing what we've gotta do Before I grow up in a couple months But what do I know about happiness? Making it out of thin air No oxygen But I heard you say it You won't be happy again But that doesn't mean I can't try We can be that age Young, naive, and brave Not scared to care for someone When all I can say is "I'll do what I can" It's sad to say I'd be anyone's anything If they'd let me