Picture my face at your kitchen table
We're both fifteen years old

Your parents are sleeping upstairs in their bedroom
The house is quiet, but cold
Did I tell you then?
These are moments whole lifetimes are built on

You're my best friend
And if it's tonight will these walls hold our secret?
Don't breathe out loud --
It's like breaking glass
And the walls must hold the moments fast...

Picture my face in the space of your garage
We're still fifteen years old
Naked in blankets
The angels would thank us
If they knew how the future was told

Did I tell you then?
These are moments whole lifetimes are built on

You're my best friend --
And now we're skin to skin
Only sweat runs between us
Don't breathe out loud...
Don't breathe out loud...
Don't breathe...

Hold these pieces, pictures in tatters
Fade the colors, still a fortune to hold

Picture my face in frame in a picture
Of when we were fifteen years old
Fumbling for answers
Two out of step dancers
Content in darkness to hold

Did I tell you then?
These are moments my whole life is built on
You're my best friend
Did I tell you then?
Did I tell you then?
Did I tell you?