That's when I said to him I don't think we're gonna be able to hang out that weekend Because I have plans Spent a weekend at your mother's house in the car, not inside You want help, do not lie When the winter turns my daydreams brown I will not want to live You want more than I can give you So turn the heat up just a little bit This is a cutthroat keystone season The car won't start We'll sleep in the same spot So when I see you in another life We can be closer than ever Hand in hand A shoddy truce Say not the details, only the truth Don't let the lights move under us I will adjust for months in vain No sense, no sense No sense in leaving this done Let's go, let's go Let's have some fun No sense, no sense in leaving this done Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Let's go