I've got a perfect four hours of sleep under my belt
And I know thats all I need
To come with the perfect explanation
For all your constant irritations
You have to let this go
I have to let you know
If I die too young
I will rest on a mountain of the things that I've done
There is no sense dwelling on it
Hey, babe, can you tell me something?
Do you know what you're dying for?
Listen, kid, some day we all have to go
And listen, baby, there's no sense in waiting
With the things that we know
And listen, child, time is not on our side
You can love me, or leave me
Believing for as long as you like
But it's not a test
So if you're testing me, then I suggest
It's not a test, so if you're testing me, I suggest
It's not a test, so if you're testing me
Then I suggest that you should know
If I die too young
I will rest on a mountain of the things that I've done
There is no sense dwelling on it
Hey, babe, can you tell me something?
Do you know what you're dying for? (x2)
You're dying for
They've got so many stories
To make us seem less boring
I've got so many ways to say what I wanted to say
They've got so many stories
To make us seem less boring
I've got so many ways to say what I wanted to say
If I die too young
I will rest on a mountain of the things that I've done
There is no sense dwelling on it
Hey, babe, can you tell me something?
Do you know what you're dying for? (x2)