Original lyrics
ENWhether it's a wedding, or a funeral
I'll be standing by you when the credits roll
'Cause life is kind of funny in that way
We'll meet every December
We'll have to hold our tongues
Pretend we don't remember our dreams when we were young
'Cause friends are kind of painful in that way
You're a kind of capsule for the kid I used to be
I'm a kind of time bomb in a way (in a sense)
Maybe we've got nothing left to say, but
Soon I will be no one and you'll be no one too
Then we'll miss a December
The credits have run through
'Cause love is kind of awful in that way
