(Telephone message)

Hey you
Do you remember me?
Fifteen sitting in a graveyard
Talking about the history
Are you sleeping well at night ?
Your eyes are closed
And the windows down
But your thoughts are not in flight
Let the girl sleep off her pain
Her thoughts collide like waves
A voice is in her head
And this is what it says:

I'm your new best friend
Yeah I'm your new haircut
Yeah I'm the alcohol
That burns down your neck
And into your gut
And now it's cold outside
And your screams are loud
And I'm trying to wrap up
I find it hard
As I stumble to the ground
Hey you
Do you remember me ?
Seventeen lying on a bed
Now we're making history
Did you hear the news today ?
I'm leaving home
With the letter torn
Straight from an empty case
Let the families say goodbye
On such a withered night
The boy will learn to talk
And Simon won't hide

I'm your new best friend
Yeah I'm your new haircut
Yeah I'm the alcohol
That burns down your neck
And into your gut
And now it's cold outside
And your screams are loud
And I'm trying to wrap up
I find it hard
As I stumble to the ground

Hey you
Do you still think of me ?
Nineteen sitting on a beach
Clutching a bottle of history
Are you still singing songs at night?
I heard that one that you wrote
For me
How can false words sound so pretty ?
Let the voice out their pain
Let the dreams just slip away
Let the liars howl at night
Under darkened lamplight
I'm your new best friend
Yeah I'm your new haircut
Yeah I'm the alcohol
That burns down your neck
And into your gut
And now it's cold outside
And your screams are loud
And I'm trying to wrap up
I find it hard as I stumble to the ground