Thighs sticking to the seat
We are hand in hand
Hand in hand
Remember when we first met
Strangers
Oh how strange it is now
In the mortifying ordeal of being known
Spill it out
Spill it out

Who would’ve thought that all our secrets
Have been long long gone?
But still you tell me

Spill 
Spill it out now
Spill

And I have never been so weak.