Marigold, the kids are all in bed
And the summer's almost dead
You know Septemeber's coming soon
Take me to the living room
I wanna show you something new
We'll get it on like back in '82
Lisa Jo walks in at half-past twelve
We'll pretend we didn't notice
She's a lost cause anyways
I'm overweight you drink too much
But we'll recreate our summer love
By finding something together we can hate
Then we try to feel the same
As back when we were seventeen
But all the thrill is gone and we both know
I wrap my arm around your back
You duplicate my nervous laugh
Well are we growing stale or growing old?
Then we try to feel the same
As back when we were seventeen
But all the thrill is gone and we both know
Marigold, let's look up at the stars
How they used to be burn for us
But now they only burn
The minutes pass we fall asleep
To the sounds of gunshots on TV
This life is hell but I guess it could be worse
Then you wake up on the couch
Complain the TV's way too loud
And it's off to bed without another word
I crawl beneath the sheets with you
Your cheek wet with a residue of tears
I dry your face off with my shirt.
