Wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days?
always a bigger bed to crawl into
Wasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything?
And everybody believed in you?
This iscritical, I am
feelin' helpless
So hysterical and this can't be healthy
I can't eat or sleep when you're not with me
Baby, you're the air I breathe This is critical ,yeah
So stuck on you