All the inside jokes.
The hidden looks.
The crooked smiles.
We don't have much time baby.
Let's make some love and make it last.

The friends we have today won't be there in the end.
We realize, we accept, we cherish the moments.
But as the final day's dawn we don't care about the fights we make.
We used to tiptoe past certain lines, but now
I jump at the opportunity to cross the lines.

They don't understand.
They say it's bad.
Maybe they'll catch on.
If I open my mouth I fear I'll let it escape,
What your mouth on mine feels like.

Everything is so crisscrossed.
We are kids just having our fun.
I can have my cake and eat it to.
So let's make some love and make it last.