[Intro]

               


[Verse 1]

       (the root slide-down is   )        

             
There's a bear

             
 inside your s


tomach
              
The cub's been

             
 kicking from 

       
within.
            
He's loud, tho

            
ugh without vo

cal chords
             
We'll put an e

      
nd to him

             
We'll make all

           
 the right app

ointments
             
No one ever ha

          
s to know.
            
And then tomor

              
row I'll turn 


21
             
We'll script a

       
nother show

             
We'll play cha

              
rades up in th

  
e Chelsea
             
Drink champagn

              
e although you

              
 shouldn't be.
            
We'll be blind

            
 and dumb unti

              
l we fall asle

      
ep
             
None of our fr

           
iends will com

e, they dodge 

our calls.
             
And they have 

             
for quite a wh


ile now
            
It's not a sho

              
ck, you don't 

        
seem to mind
             
and I just can

        
't see how.


[Chorus]

             
We're too old

  
            
We're not old,

        
 old at all
           
Just too old

We're not old, old at all


[Verse 2]

             
There's a bear

             
 inside your s


tomach
              
The cub's been

             
 kicking you f

         
or weeks
            
And if this is

          
n't all a drea

m
              
Well then we'l

             
l cut him from

 
 beneath
              
Well we're not

             
 scared of mak

    
ing caves
             
Or finding foo

              
d for him to e

    
at
            
We're terrifie

         
d of one anoth

er
             
And terrified 

             
of what that m

eans
              
But we'll make

           
 only quick de

cisions
              
And you'll jus

             
t keep my in t

              
he waiting roo

  
m
            
And all the wh

              
ile I'll know 

      
we're fucked
             
And not gettin

           
g unfucked soo

n
             
When we get ho

              
me we're bigge

  
r strangers
             
than we've eve

               
r been before
            
You sit in fro

            
nt of snowy te

             
levision, suit

            
case on the fl

oor


[Chorus]

             
We're too old

   
            
We're not old 

   
at all.
             
Just too old

  
            
We're not old 

   
at all.