Song Lyrics

Hide with me, under the tarp in your father's boat
And don't make a sound, your mother's callin' comin' round.
Climb with me, we're on the roof, we're the tyrants now, he calls us down,
Your father's always serious now.

We can play at being broken
We can play at being boys
Young and game to be destroyed.
We can play at being broken
We can play at being boys
You can hear it in our voice,
We're growing up to grow apart.
We're growing up to grow apart.
You can be the one that I tell all the girls that I loved in the dark,
It'll be a quiet road to break each other's hearts.

So lie with me,
Narrowed eyes, phantom pains, crooked teeth,
We are the kings, the happiest we'll ever be.

We can play at being broken
We can play at being boys
Young and game to be destroyed.
We can play at being broken
We can play at being boys
You can hear it in our voice,
We're growing up to grow apart.
We're growing up to grow apart.
You can be the one that I tell all the girls that I loved in the dark,
It'll be a quiet road to break each other's hearts.

So tear it off slowly.
A little shock of pain, see another friend, just some kid again,
Forever isn't always.
We both discover girls,
And I forget to be kind, I tell another lie, I'll tell another lie.
We're learning to be lonely.

We're growing up to grow apart.
We're growing up to grow apart.
You can be the one that I tell all the girls that I loved in the dark,
It'll be a quiet road to break each other's hearts.

Karen Havey