[Intro]
               

[Verse]
       (the root slide-down is G, )        

             
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 se

   
e 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.