You want to be on your own
With a drink and view of the sea
But i'm tellin' you that's a
Very lonely place to be
You'll grow up and
When you're 80 years old
You'll come to realize that
You weren't on your own
'Cause i can see the warning signs
Tellin' me you're not okay
But brother, i'd rather you talk to me
'Cause i love you when you're angry
And i'll listen all the time
Don't mind if you're bitter and twisted
We'll patch it up, it will be fine
Please, love, talk to me
Open up your bottle
I won't drain you like everyone's so good at doing
I want to hear what happened
Why i've found you this way
Why you won't talk to me
I'm sure that you've got things to say
Things to say
'Cause i can see the warning signs
Telling me you're not okay
But brother, i'd rather you talk to me
'Cause i love you when you're angry
And i'll listen all the time
Don't mind if you're bitter and twisted
We'll patch it up, it will be fine
Once you've listed your troubles
Two shoulders are better than one
We can't stop something
You don't tell me you don't need anyone
So when you're 80
Would you have listened to all you've been told?
Will you be toxifying?
Identifying with those that are old?
Will you be stuck in that same grim city?
Stuck in the same place
Still feeling sh-tty
Still feeling sh-tty
'Cause i love you when you're angry
And i'll listen all the time
Don't mind if you're bitter and twisted
We'll patch it up, it will be fine