Goodbye to the birds and the bees and the trees and your truck
And the way that you'd lift with your knees
And goodbye to your rockets the king of the sky
How we lit 'em off quick just to watch the things fly
And goodbye to the times that we sat on your porch
Smoking weed in the spring, the sun and her scorch
And goodbye to your eyes and the way that ours met
Now they're probably glued to the back of your head
And goodbye

Put your hand up to me
And I will bite it 
I've been sleeping with the worms 
And?I'm?used to it 
Shine?your light down to me 
And I'll?cling to it 
I've been sleeping with the worms 
I got used?to?it 
Reach?your hand down?to me 
And I?will bite it 
I've been sleeping with the worms 
And I'm used to it 
Shine your light down to me 
And I'll cling to it 
I've been sleeping with the worms 
Got used to it