Keep your arm around your sadness
He's no enemy
We've been hiding inside
Watching daytime TV
He thinks the dad is Kevin
I think that it's Joe
We've been talking about this shit
Since I was seven years old
We must have ordered something
There's a man at the door
Some vegetable peeler thing
I don't recall ordering
Signed my name in a straight line
And gave back the pen
You could tell by the way he said “good day”
He wasn't lost again

Arm around your sadness
Arm around your madness

Talking to the chemist
I made up some lie
That I require no prescription
Because I'm American
I said I'd phone the doctor
But I went and got pissed
My buddy looked at me and said
“At least we don't exist”

Arm around your sadness
Arm around your madness
(Don't let that fucker go)

We went to bed together
And dreamt of my dad
Kings of the night
Pawns of the dawn
Coming down for breakfast
There's not much to enjoy
But we can't wait to see Judge Judy
Crush this little boy