What Youth - Hazing

When you’re going, let me walk you home

We’ve got these parts of town

Where you shouldn’t go alone

Hey Honey, let’s go quit our jobs

with your father’s money

we could buy a house livin' in the city,

like we always talked about

And all these little nights are taking their toll on me

I’m breaking up the fights

and losing the key

All we need is

a place to call our own

You can paint pictures on the towel

and we’ll hang them on the wall till we covered it all